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Nostalgia
Hip-Hop/Rap
Nostalgia was released on July 6, 2025 by Money Already Made Ent. as a part of the album Young Princeaveli, Vol. 2
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Release DateJuly 6, 2025
LabelMoney Already Made Ent.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prince Finessing
Prince Finessing
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thyrone Hardeman Jr
Thyrone Hardeman Jr
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Chorus)
She know I'm baller
So she bring me them dollars
Then she throw it back
Yeah she give me nostalgia
I been handing out fades
Now they think I'm a barber
And you don't want no problems
Throw them hands up let's squabble
Girl you can't make me stay
I'm not your baby father
Made her think I drive Chargers
By the way that I dodge her
And I keep getting paid
While yo money gets smaller
And yo bank account starving
Cuz you ain't bout what you talking
(Verse)
You **** ain't bout what you talkin’
And most of you **** can't rap
It's just like Colin protesting tha anthem
I turn on the radio I just hear Cap
I was in tha club and stuff heard you talkin’ tuff
But boy you a lame that's a fact
Yeah she a lil ugly but when I seen her butt
She arching and throwing it back
They think i play tennis I ran up them racks
If you getting money this gone be yo anthem
I feel like T-Pain I’m in love with a dancer
She calling me baby I need me a pamper
Tha laws pull us over they asking us questions
They calling us Sway cuz we ain’t got the answers
Just don’t understand how you never sold packs
But you put on a beat now you’re Tony Montana
She say she addicted i give out prescriptions
She need her a dose of Prince
Whew, we all on tha floor wit this
She say I’m tha chief just like Sosa is
Imma touchdown you a 4th and inch
Boy I’m jumping straight off tha porch wit this
Is Young Princeaveli the greatest it ain’t no debating
Just tell ‘em of course he is
(Chorus)
She know I'm baller
So she bring me them dollars
Then she throw it back
Yeah she give me nostalgia
I been handing out fades
Now they think I'm a barber
And you don't want no problems
Throw them hands up let's squabble
Girl you can't make me stay
I'm not your baby father
Made her think I drive Chargers
By the way that I dodge her
And I keep getting paid
While yo money gets smaller
And yo bank account starving
Cuz you ain't bout what you talking
(Outro)
She know I'm baller
So she bring me them dollars
Then she throw it back
Yeah she give me nostalgia
I been handing out fades
Now they think I'm a barber
And you don't want no problems
Throw them hands up let's squabble
Girl you can't make me stay
I'm not your baby father
Made her think I drive Chargers
By the way that I dodge her
And I keep getting paid
While yo money gets smaller
And yo bank account starving
Cuz you ain't bout what you talking
Written by: Thyrone Hardeman Jr
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