Reminiscing (feat. Chrispy)

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Chrispy

Chaos is coming

Staying blunted

I'm reminiscing

I'm writing raps, reminiscing

In case I fail to mention

I back up on my mission

Go against what I'm thinking

Well fuck your contradictions

I make my own decisions

And I always have

I'm looking back on life

It wasn't always bad

In high school I spent whole days mad

Just cause they couldn't accept me

Always had the urge to spit over a fresh beat

So do you expect me

To stop rapping

Well bitch it's not happening

You must be tripping like you dropped acid

Get a sense of longevity

Cause your shit is not lasting

And what fun is life if you ain't laughing

Chase your dreams

Cause I'ma chase mine

Life's too short to chill

And to waste time

So I'm definitely not going to waste mine

Don't know what the definition of what relax is

Blunt and rotation like the earth rotating on it's axis

Rhyme hot like gasoline lit by matches

They felt as if I needed some practice

But no matter what I wrote

It'll never be some wack shit

I'm writing the new tapes made

I thought about this shit since the 8th grade

Getting educated and working

That's what I've been up to

So let me pass this shit to Chrispy

Tell these listeners what's up dude

And if you ain't feeling the flow and vibe

It's fuck you

You think it's sweet

Yeah I came from the streets

With a bag of the goods

I'm ripping neighborhood beats

Now I came up myself

Ain't no deflate or defeat

I've been neglecting my health

But I still get what I need

And I know people pushing

Nothing got me laughing at them bluffing

Give a fuck about your muffin

Knock it back and get to dusting

Smoke a blunt and keep it coming

Crazy shit and I'm still hustling

I'm a humble motherfucker

Fuck your life and keep it running

Are we still that person from way back when

No you can't feel that version

Of my name back then

No I can't feel that person

From my grave past tense

No asking why I'm always high

Just like the neighborhood rent

Look at my eyes but do I lie

Boy you ain't making no sense

And people switch up like Verizon

Now we watching them sprint

Now we be flying the horizon

Watch them hate and dismiss

Now I'mma take off

Watch me bake off

Like I'm playing with this

And I've just gotta stay what it is

I'm hoping that the people from my town

Are playing my disc

Conversations about the past

Is what we need to have

I was burning blunts daily

Up on Rosita Ave

I was praying that the cops

Wouldn't see my ass

Since the age of 14

I've been ripping bongs

I've been making

All these different songs

So don't act as if

What I'm spitting's wrong

And all my homies know what it was

No people in the streets

Moving them drugs