Reminiscing Lyrics

I'm sitting at the table reminiscing about the past

Man it make me mad just tryna get the bag

Slaving at this job man it's making me sad

Making them millions and I go home stressed

Rent coming up and I'm getting depressed

Pay ever two weeks and the pay is ass

Thinking about robbing but I don't wanna have to blast

Thinking about selling weed but the cops on ass

Stealing is a thought until your ass get caught

You can't make bail so you pray to the lord

Your friends already snitched cause they some fake ass friends

Your world just ended but it just began

Could be street nigga until it ain't fun

Niggas busting at your fam when the war is done

They wanna have a trophy your mom or a little one

Could work three jobs and just die a hard worker

Retail janitor or a mother fucking server

Go to college for a trade just to work at Mc ds

Just to hit your knees

Now your body hurting your twenty three

It's not for me I did it already

I'm a hard fucking rapper you niggas is not ready

It was a short song but this shit got heavy

I just wanna be heard like the hunger in your belly

remember you ain't support now you hot and ready