Luyện nghe bài hát Reminiscing

[Intro: Kodak
Off the head, shit, you what I'm saying
Blee, brr, off the dome, man, I'm in, ayy

[Verse 1: Black]
22 hours locked down, shit to do a thing
I remember like it was yesterday, was out the sink
I'm back plottin', I'm just sittin' back vibin'
A nigga complain, I had to use my time wisely
I'm sleepin' in a dorm, but they ain't me off to college
I still got money buried from that lick I hit in
I'm but the streets gave me all my knowledge
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the
A mouth full of gold teeth, they think a dumb
I got a handful of dreads, think a illiterate
But I when I go to talk, a nigga'll reconsider it
I know you niggas tryna benefit
I ain't fuckin' you a little bit
I ain't with you at all
I ain't fuckin' you at all
I was sellin' weed in middle school, meet me in the halls
Right now I'm goin' in, but I was just the wall
jail got me thinkin', I feel like everybody flawed
I got too much to lose, but I'll go at a nigga jaw
I'm down for the count, I'm never for the cause
I made a million off of shows and goin' hard

[Chorus: A Wit Da Hoodie]
I money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking it
But, I'm reminiscing,
I'm reminiscing,
Fuck your problem, too late to tell me sorry
I up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
I'm reminiscing,
I'm reminiscing,

2: Kodak Black]
I remember everythin', I done through everythin'
I who shitted on me, or who been in the paint
Like Ray J, got a bitch from the givin' me brain
Like Ray J, I walked through the motherfuckin' rain
Right now I done got too far to a motherfucker a feature
I'm the freshest man in high-school, but I'm a motherfuckin'
shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA
I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm in the regal
That pussy so tight but I be go deeper
If she can make moolah, she a motherfuckin'
Reminiscin' about my niggas, reminiscin' my homies
I'm thinkin' my niggas, I'm thinkin' 'bout my whoadies
I don't fuck with Fooly no but I still fuck with Cody
Got a in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus
A young nigga, I off the porch, run Forrest
I'll lose it about that money, I'll go for it
I'm workin' like a Mexican, fuck and get deported
I bought my a crib, thirty clip in my forty
She said that my baby, I told bih let's go to Maury
Lame niggas get extorted, if it ain't foreign then it's