Nostalgia Lyrics

Uh, yeah

Wake up in the morning in the trees

Dealing with these demons, pray for me

I be seeing the devil up in my sleep

Don't go stressing me out, baby, be my peace

That's why niggas stay high as Mount Everest peak

Take some molly, I don't wanna fall asleep

Cuz this road that we travel, it's hella steep

I'm just tryna make sure everybody eat

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We came back from way worse, nigga, I know we gon' make it there

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Only day one homies with me, it's nostalgia in the air

Bitch you can't get to me

You just want that clout, wanna get on TV

You don't think I see?

You ain't look at them lines that I read between

Lil' bitch, I'mma P

I done had a lil' dream, you done fucked the team

Then I left the scene

I can't trip on you, bitch, I'm here for the cream, deeper than it seem

You know what I mean?

All this Hennessy and all this fuckin' green'll make a nigga lean

If he sweat the gang, nigga, got the tech, I ain't talkin' lean

That's gon' hit your spleen, pull up on a nigga, let it sing

Shawty said she wanna ring

But, bae, I don't know where your trust at

Shawty said she love me, can I trust that?

Niggas comin' for me, would you bust back?

I just want the dough, baby

I don't think you know, baby

Nigga dreams too big to get caught fuckin' with a hoe, baby

TG take it slow, baby

We came back from way worse, nigga

I know we gon' make it there

Only day when homies with me

It's nostalgia in the air

And I'm well aware, they ain't playin' fair

Niggas hatin' hard, cause the ice is hard, make a nigga stare

Watch out where you walk, cause you might just slip, I got the drip, Ric Flair

Nigga think he Shaq better watch your back, I'm bout to pull the chair (ah)

Hmm, it's a race like a track meet

If a nigga really, really wanna ball like a fuckin' NBA athlete

Never paid attention up in class but the way a nigga countin' all this cash

Got me feelin' like a motherfuckin' mathlete

You can't distract me

This shit all I ever really wanted

You know if I get it, I'ma flaunt it, nigga

Put my neck and wrist up underwater, nigga

Then I take a lil' trip to South Florida, nigga

All my day one, niggas with me

And the woods, bro, we got plenty

All my niggas faded, none my niggas friendly

Told them we gon' make it, slidin' in the Bentley

We came back from way worse, nigga, I know we gon' make it there

Only day one, homies with me, it's nostalgia in the air

And I'm well aware

That these niggas plottin'

They ain't playin' fair

And they hatin' often

Cause my drip, Ric Flair

I'm wet like a faucet

Bout to pull the chair

On these niggas flodging

Hmm, aye, aye, aye, yeah

Hmm

TG