artis / band: a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

lirik lagu ace hood – reminiscing


let’s rewind life for a second

let’s take these n*gg*s back to ’98
mama in the kitchen, cookin’ up her favorite cake
daddy gone, never home, he say he outta state
five times i only seen that n*gg* to this day
and i was blind as a youngun but i learned better
five kids, visitation, game, never
but ain’t trippin’, mama did your dirty work?
23 and got a crib that’s seven figures worth
even as a youngun i had bigger dreams
made another way instead of triple beams
17 all about that green cream
break that 9 to 5, i quitted in about a week
that’s true story, it was overrated
they don’t crack those middle fingers cause they under pay me
back on the block, not a single dollar
i told her mom that hottest n*gg* had a brother
they laughed at me, they clown me
they hatin’ sh*t, don’t want that b*tch around me
so i joined the label, dollars and deals
i stayed around the corner from minors who deal
stacking that money, switching them whips
motivated by the dope boy ain’t gettin’ chips
my vision changed, the struggle came
i see my mama cryin’, i can feel her pain
the pills are so behind we can’t afford a thing
we can’t afford a thing
couple months i met with dj khaled
saw my killing, got a hundred thousand dollars pimp
call my mother crying like we outta here
hard times, kiss my *ss
flew the louie, pressing thousands in the duffle bag
that was 074, back to 20 12
paid a set, i get one hitin’ thirty well
not sugar coating sh*t, you n*gg*s fairytale
they free my n*gg*s locked behind them prison cells
i’m one of just a few who send my n*gg*s mail
hearing a lot of talk ’bout what you n*gg*s do
i’m everywhere, you never there, i’m like a prost*tute
brought my money, let that pistol bust ya t*st*cl*s
speaking on my fam you get the medic room
a couple top tens, b*tch i’m livin’ good
penthouse in miami and that record do it
make them b*tches suck it till they catch the fluid
i just lost my daughter but i’m prayin’ through it

starvation, starvation
livin’ every day like i’m on vacation
underrated, they say i is
and i’m a give ’em h*ll oh them satan fears

starvation, starvation
like looking in the eyes of a poor baby
poor baby, they scared now
did it for you non-believers case you wonder why


- lirik lagu ace hood