Nostalgia
Lyrics
Ill let the faculty fashion the plan to combat and dismantle me happily
I'm never adapting a fraction of panic amidst all the havoc attacking me
Rap has been absently past where my passion has been in a lot of the passin scenes
I was unmanaged and glad I am no longer chasin a drab or an addicts dream
Simply conditioned to bring a submission to be the consented opinion
The reason you keep something under the seat and done speaking pretendin to win one
I'm simply afflicted cuz we on a mission and leave you condemned to victim
Flee in the streets bumpin deeznuts and shovin the heat where them people won't get from
Cuz this is this the only thing I ever dreamed of becoming I need to be running
I see what I mean to be I just don't think I could even completely be coming
Cuz people be leashed to the scenes of the evils and greed and believe you it's funny
The righteous get clipped and dispensed as a weak loser preachin some need to live loving
I'm just embracing the sinners committed to being the face of the vegas strip
Waking up sick to go chasing a lick and offenses they may end up facing if
Maintaining a grip on addictions just ended up brining a taste for the gangster shit
AK wit a grip of extensions the clips long as shit and they spray in a haters whip
Social anxiety rotates the whole things inviting the hoes to stay quietly
Don't make the post play the line if we going in homie we known to be slidin seen
So many tried but to no gain of notable life or a co pay to pry from me
Except when the hoe made attempts to provide em the info and homie came riding weak
Still ain't afraid of the day I may end up a story a print on the page
I've lived thru the days of addiction or clicked in a cage and I spit on a stage
I'm grinning in ways you could simply engage wit me I'm so undimmingly great
And sifting thru any one minute I miss who he didn't come get when he changed
I made a mistake and I'll never forget all the shit I upgraded and break
The nights I was empty and every event I attended what played on the tape
I stayed in my lane and I fucked off a grip but I did a few babes and I ate
And threw every bit of my memories music can whisk me away to replate
The nights of the crime or the price of a slice and a Pepsi a nice little dime
A fight wit your bestie or findin a righteous excitement enlighten your mind
The only thing I can attest is there might be a hype when I'm likin a vibe
And that's cuz there's likely a melody reaching inside me to light me alive
But that's in the past I look at it and laugh and in fact I'm so abod I'll pass
Im really just having a blast and unlocking a life I so avidly lacked
By being the man I look at and unmask the emphatics a fashion of stance
Adapting to happiness having the absolute happening has me advanced
Attempting the fix I was into the mix up against such a venomous fit
Stuck living affixed to a physically vicious a frenzy of imminent pissed
A plentiful vision of intimate bliss when the hit was sucked in to the lips
But entered a risk he undid any glimpse of his friends just saw enemies swift
And painting the place in the time I encased such enraging invading in mind
Instating a grind which was empty and fake and related to making me shine
Cuz any embrace with a penny of grace to elate you get staying behind
And in you a race to the pitiful plate of abuse you been chasin is shrined
I know that you notice me open and vocally focused exposin this poetry
My soul is the open recording to show you it's oh so much more to me going deep
I hold on to horrid afforded a fortune unfortunate formed the unknowingly
I'd run into more than a morbid aborting I took the accord to unload his grief
I made a mistake and I'll never forget all the shit I upgraded and break
The nights I was empty and every event I attended what played on the tape
I stayed in my lane and I fucked off a grip but I did a few babes and I ate
And threw every bit of my memories music can whisk me away to replate
The nights of the crime or the price of a slice and a Pepsi a nice little dime
A fight wit your bestie or findin a righteous excitement enlighten your mind
The only thing I can attest is there might be a hype when I'm likin a vibe
And that's cuz there's likely a melody reaching inside me to light me alive
Ill let the faculty fashion the plan to combat and dismantle me happily
I'm never adapting a fraction of panic amidst all the havoc attacking me
Rap has been absently past where my passion has been in a lot of the passin scenes
I was unmanaged and glad I am no longer chasin a drab or an addicts dream
Simply conditioned to bring a submission to be the consented opinion
The reason you keep something under the seat and done speaking pretendin to win one
I'm simply afflicted cuz we on a mission and leave you condemned to victim
Flee in the streets bumpin deeznuts and shovin the heat where them people won't get from
Cuz this is this the only thing I ever dreamed of becoming I need to be running
I see what I mean to be I just don't think I could even completely be coming
Cuz people be leashed to the scenes of the evils and greed and believe you it's funny
The righteous get clipped and dispensed as a weak loser preachin some need to live loving
I'm just embracing the sinners committed to being the face of the vegas strip
Waking up sick to go chasing a lick and offenses they may end up facing if
Maintaining a grip on addictions just ended up brining a taste for the gangster shit
AK wit a grip of extensions the clips long as shit and they spray in a haters whip
Social anxiety rotates the whole things inviting the hoes to stay quietly
Don't make the post play the line if we going in homie we known to be slidin seen
So many tried but to no gain of notable life or a co pay to pry from me
Except when the hoe made attempts to provide em the info and homie came riding weak
Still ain't afraid of the day I may end up a story a print on the page
I've lived thru the days of addiction or clicked in a cage and I spit on a stage
I'm grinning in ways you could simply engage wit me I'm so undimmingly great
And sifting thru any one minute I miss who he didn't come get when he changed
I made a mistake and I'll never forget all the shit I upgraded and break
The nights I was empty and every event I attended what played on the tape
I stayed in my lane and I fucked off a grip but I did a few babes and I ate
And threw every bit of my memories music can whisk me away to replate
The nights of the crime or the price of a slice and a Pepsi a nice little dime
A fight wit your bestie or findin a righteous excitement enlighten your mind
The only thing I can attest is there might be a hype when I'm likin a vibe
And that's cuz there's likely a melody reaching inside me to light me alive
But that's in the past I look at it and laugh and in fact I'm so abod I'll pass
Im really just having a blast and unlocking a life I so avidly lacked
By being the man I look at and unmask the emphatics a fashion of stance
Adapting to happiness having the absolute happening has me advanced
Attempting the fix I was into the mix up against such a venomous fit
Stuck living affixed to a physically vicious a frenzy of imminent pissed
A plentiful vision of intimate bliss when the hit was sucked in to the lips
But entered a risk he undid any glimpse of his friends just saw enemies swift
And painting the place in the time I encased such enraging invading in mind
Instating a grind which was empty and fake and related to making me shine
Cuz any embrace with a penny of grace to elate you get staying behind
And in you a race to the pitiful plate of abuse you been chasin is shrined
I know that you notice me open and vocally focused exposin this poetry
My soul is the open recording to show you it's oh so much more to me going deep
I hold on to horrid afforded a fortune unfortunate formed the unknowingly
I'd run into more than a morbid aborting I took the accord to unload his grief
I made a mistake and I'll never forget all the shit I upgraded and break
The nights I was empty and every event I attended what played on the tape
I stayed in my lane and I fucked off a grip but I did a few babes and I ate
And threw every bit of my memories music can whisk me away to replate
The nights of the crime or the price of a slice and a Pepsi a nice little dime
A fight wit your bestie or findin a righteous excitement enlighten your mind
The only thing I can attest is there might be a hype when I'm likin a vibe
And that's cuz there's likely a melody reaching inside me to light me alive
Writer(s): Daniel Morasco
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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