[Intro: Kodak Black]
Off the head, sh**, you know what I'm saying
Blee, brr, off the dome, man, I'm in, ayy
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
22 hours locked down, ain't sh** to do but think
I remember like it was yesterday, was drinkin' out the sink
I'm sittin' back plottin', I'm just sittin' back vibin'
A n***a can't complain, I had to use my time wisely
I'm sleepin' in a dorm, but they ain't send me off to college
I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Raleigh
I'm book-smart but the streets gave me all my knowledge
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the projects
So there ain't nun' for you when you comin' out the slum
A mouth full of gold teeth, they think a n***a dumb
I got a head full of dreads, think a n***a illiterate
But I know when I go to talk, a n***a'll reconsider it
I know you n***as just tryna benefit
I ain't f**in' with you a little bit
I ain't f**in' with you at all
I ain't f**in' with you at all
I was sellin' weed in middle school, just meet me in the halls
Right now I'm goin' in, but I was just behind the wall
This jail got me thinkin', I feel like everybody flawed
I got too much to lose, but I'll still go at a n***a jaw
I'm down for the count, I'm never down for the cause
I made a million dollars off of shows and goin' hard
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
f** your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
I pulled up in a 'rari, it don't come with no apologies
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
I remember everythin', I done been through everythin'
I remember who sh**ted on me, or who been in the paint
Like Ray J, got a b**h from the Bronx givin' me brain
Like Ray J, I done walked through the motherf**in' rain
Right now I done got too far to give a motherf**er a feature
I'm the freshest man in high school, but I'm a motherf**in' senior
Lil' shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA
I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm slidin' in the regal
That p**y so tight but I be tryna go deeper
If she can make moolah, she a motherf**in' keeper
Reminiscin' about my n***as, reminiscin' about my homies
I'm thinkin' 'bout my n***as, I'm thinkin' 'bout my whoadies
I don't f** with Fooly no more but I still f** with Cody
Got a booger in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus
A young n***a, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest
I'll lose it about that money, I'll go dumb for it
I'm workin' like a Mexican, f** around and get deported
I bought my mama a crib, thirty clip in my forty
She said that my baby, I told that bih let's go to Maury
Lame n***as get extorted, if it ain't foreign then it's borin'
[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I
Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it
But, I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
f** your problem, it's too late to tell me sorry
I pulled up in a 'Rari, it don't come with no apologies
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
Reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah