AB BIZZLE - Reminiscing Lyrics

Ayyy it's Ab
Hey ma, how you doing, yeah, it's been a minute .
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing.
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing.
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chillin.
Ventin' to this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings.
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it.
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it.
Never be the one, gotta go and get me some.
Run my money up, I need them commas, gotta stack em up.
Ina cut, hating with no paper, yo, click claim as f*cked.
Run in duck, them hot, 223, still a wet you up.
Gotta hit up Doggy, if he pick it up, he get a cut.
Yeah, I sold a lot of drugs, cause I had to do it.
I didn't mean to up and leave, just know I had to do it.
It wasn't in my hands no more, so I just kept it moving.
If I stayed, who knows what more that I'd be losing.
So keep my mind on the grind, get what I deserve.
For the family I would crashout just give me the word.
Do em broad daylight, getting where he work.
And when the job done, never speak on it afterwards.
Hey ma, how you doing, yeah, it's been a minute.
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing.
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing.
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chillin.
Ventin, To this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings.
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it.
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it.
Never be the one, gotta go and give me some.
Livin life to the fullest, I'm putting that on the Allah.
How the f*ck we lost, G, then you took Abu Zahra.
I'm on tip chasen, the bigger picture we saw.
Until we meet again, I'm running this shit for y'all.
Dro turned, but he cool, he still gripping the car.
And me, well, I'm lit, still breaking the law.
Remember Mama crib, gave karrar 5 for the whip.
Get the keys, stab out, 80k was the lick.
Shawty ready to slide, we headed straight to the mile.
Pick it up in a pile , we turned up at Bel isle.
F*ck it, droppin the top, whips skate out the lot.
Screaming out, f*ck the cops, don't give a f*ck if we hot.
Hey ma, how you doing, yeah, it's been a minute.
Every day I wake up, I'm feeling something missing.
Got me all up in my head, I'm just reminiscing.
On the front yard with my brothers, kick back, we chilling.
Venting, to this mic, I'm pouring out my feelings.
Ain't no turnaround, but I gotta go and get it.
And I swear to God, I'ma let the world hear it.
Never be the one, gotta go and get me some.