The Renegades - Reminiscing lyrics

Yeah, let's rewind life for a second Yeah Let's take these n***as back to '98 Momma in the kitchen cookin' up her favourite cake Daddy gone, never home, he said he outta state Five times I only seen this n***a 'till this day And I was blind as a youngin', but I learned better Five kids, visitation came never But I ain't trippin', mama did the dirty work 23, ain't got a crib that's seven figures worth Even as a youngin' I had bigger dreams Made another way instead of triple beams 17, all about that green cream Work that 9 to 5, I put it in about a week That's true story, it was overrated Gave them crackers middle fingers, cause they underpaid me Back on the block, not a single dollar I told them I'm the highest n***a out of Broward They laughed at me, they clowned me That hatin' sh** don't want that b**h around me So I joined the label, dollars and deals I stayed around the corner from minors who deal Stackin' that money, switchin' them wheels Motivated by the dough, boy, he gettin' chips My vision changed, the struggle came I see my momma crying, and I can feel the pain The bills are so behind, we can't afford a thing We can't afford a thing Couple months I met with DJ Khaled then Signed my deal and got a hundred thousand dollars, pimp Called my momma cryin' like: We outta here Hard times, kiss my a** Flew to Louie pushed a thousand in a duffle bag That was '07, fall back to 2012 Haters said I'll get one hit and very well No sugar coating sh**, you n***as fairytale And free my n***as locked behind them prison cells I'm on 'em, just a few, who send my n***as mail? Hear a lot of talk, what would you n***as do? I'm everywhere, you're never there, I'm like a prostitute Brought my money, let that pistol bust your testicles Speaking on my fam: You get the medic room A couple top 10's, b**h I'm living good Penthouse in Miami, only I could do it Let them b**hes s** 'till they catch the fluid I just lost my daughter but I'm praying through it Starvation, starvation Different everyday, like I'm on vacation Underrated, they say I is And I'mma give 'em hell, know the Satan fears Starvation, starvation Like lookin' in the eyes of a poor baby Poor baby, they scared now Did it for you non-believer, in case you wonder why Amen Love