Nostalgic

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My lack of love for pain, I can never be the same
My lack of love for fame, it can put you in the chains
Where were you when we were privileged rappers
Undermined and underestimated

Where were you when I was down bad
Sleeping on the studio couch
Reg was ready to call me out
Looking at my nigga Trend

Life was ready to call him out
Suicidal thoughts, I nearly took my life
Just before I realized
My soul is worth more than any million dollar prize

They wonder why I rap, the shit is for the pain
The money not the fame
Nostalgic, I miss my father
I wish I could call him and tell him father

Ever since he left, mommy's working harder
The last winter I was getting high the whole season
Met a lot of people telling me please slow down the freezing
Not knowing that myself too, caught up in the same feelings

Self introspection, had to put my mind on a swivel
It's only money and motivation
Capitalism, capitalizing the whole nation
Relationships in segregation

My whole community expecting me to be the Tupac of my generation
This is not abomination
I finally reached the type  of dedication
The one that allows me to open up my own operations

Investing my time while everyone is catching up emotions
Sober or high, I am the plug
Put me on the beat, I might just well give you a hug
My lack of love for pain, I can never be the same

My lack of love for fame, it can put you in the chains
Where were you when we were privileged
Rappers undermined and underestimated
Where were you when I was down bad

Sleeping on the studio couch
Reg was ready to call me out
Looking at my nigga Trend
Life was ready to call him out

Suicidal thoughts I nearly took my life
Just before I realized
My soul is worth more than any million dollar prize
They wonder why I rap, the shit is for the pain

The money not the fame
Nostalgic, I miss my father
I wish I could call him and tell him father
Ever since he left, mommy's working harder

I lost myself, everyone around me
Nostalgic every time they get money
They either spend it all on the alcohol
The Gucci's or the Prada

It's getting hard to distinguish
Between my career and my personal life
Pioneer waves inside my mind
Even when I'm chilling with my granny I wanna freestyle

Or make time to rhyme
Feel like I sacrificed all to this life
Hope I get it all right this time
If I lose again this time

It's probably suicide
My cousin looking at me like
Yeah I know He's gonna shine
And I'm looking at her like

I can't let her down
Big dreams to pursue
I can't afford to die tonight
If I die tonight she is probably traumatized

So I wake up everyday
Compromise, improvise, sacrifice
Just to see her smile
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

My lack of love for pain
I can never be the same
My lack of love for fame
It can put you in the chains

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