Reminiscence
Thinking bout my past
Was an intense
Reminiscence
Reminiscence
Thinking bout my past
Was an intense
Reminiscence
I know
All that situation and the people you've had around gettin their conditions
All that love that you felt
Was controlled by the system
Mama's calling me
From the kitchen
Cause she gave me all her riddim
Papa's calling
Tellin me
Son, listen to your heart and nothing goes wrong
Reminiscence
F*ckin terms
I'm still this
Everyone knows who's the real me
Rap is not my shit
But if you want to talk with me you need a
Bag of dream that
Followed you where you ever been
Do you think can control it?
No forgot it
I want my reminiscence
Not a Bugatti
Take me with mi familia
Into that lobbys
Like I'm not that human into that body
Memories are faded
Unfixed
That's why I want back my
Reminiscence
Thinking bout my past
Was an intense
Reminiscence
Reminiscence
Thinking bout my past
Was an intense
Reminiscence
Then everything's goes
Every doors closed
But I can open all those ways
If I suppose
Grandma told me
What u want to do in your life?
Move or slide by the time
But remember to look at back
When it's right
Reminiscence
Reminiscence
Thinking bout my past
Was an intense
Reminiscence
I Know