Reminiscing ft. Apollo Poetic Lyrics

I be in my city move around move around

Got them racks on me goin up goin down

Oh baby

Got the Range driving as a daily

But I've been stuck up in the past lately

So I've been reminiscing about it vaguely

So Hazy

Young kid

With a vison and conviction

I can never stop like I'm feeding an addiction

But sometimes I get lost

I forget about my mission

And I don't know where I'm headed

I lose faith in my position

And I cant understand what I'm doing

What's my reason

Why I start this journey

Why I struggle with decision

They killing me inside

I guess the nine is getting thirsty

Let it sing like a choir

Let it hurt me fuck your mercy

I never believed in the man behind the curtain

I was never certain when I prayed that if he heard it

Guess the killers in his humor blew some holes up in the ceriman

Why respect a god if he doesn't stop the hurting

Why chase a life that's just filled with more uncertainty

Through pestilence and poverty

I used to find my way to peace

Cuz drugs and all these substances they used to put my mind at ease

Damn

They used to put my mind at ease

I be in my city move around move around

Got them racks on me goin up goin down

Oh baby

Got the Range driving as a daily

But I've been stuck up in the past lately

So I've been reminiscing about it vaguely

So Hazy

I was young and I was trapping

Then I thought bout doing rapping

Selling dope to make a living

Those were different type of digits

Praying up to a god but he skipping all my visits

And he noticed all my sinning

And neglected all my winning

Now I see him at he bottom of a glass when im sipping

Now I'm making blues on a track for him to skip it

I knew I had to grind

I knew I had to trap harder

Knew I had the mind

And I know I'm getting smarter

When I was young and fueled up by the riches drinking tap water

I was dumb and thought the money came up from the gang slaughter

We was tripping bout the door

Always thinking who might

A hundred racks in the dark will always make the room bright

Momma found a way out

You bet that's what them cards do

My trap was bumping harder than most of yall bitches hearts do

My tab was coming smarter than most of yall bitches drugs do

That shit is for the fiends and I see that's a killer

You talking bout the trenches but I'm talking bout guerillas

Even if you hollow but the point is that you feel them

Your soul be having low stock but them goon gonna try and steal them

I be in my city move around move around

Got them racks on me goin up goin down

Oh baby

Got the Range driving as a daily

But I've been stuck up in the past lately

So I've been reminiscing about it vaguely

So Hazy

I be in my city move around move around

Got them racks on me goin up goin down

Oh baby

I've been reminiscing about it vaguely