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letra de reminisce - ar-ab

[chorus: ar-ab]
i take another sip then i reminisce
about my dead homies that i really miss
i still fight tears when i see the pics
i’d bring my brother back if i had a wish
i take another puff as i reminisce
them nights in the cell and i ain’t have a cent
he couldn’t send twenty dollars and he had a brick
i’d see all my n-ggas rich if i had a wish

[verse 1: ar-ab]
they left me with crumbs and i made a mountain
i broke down bricks and i made it ounces
they buried me alive but i made it out it
we used to make a k!lling in them vacant houses
free my brother skinny, i’ma make a mess
i k!ll n-ggas easy as i take a breath
we was alright then you made it left
how you looking out for ’em if you gave ’em press?
they heard the feds chatter and i watched them n-ggas scatter
the boat stayed full but n0body wouldn’t paddle
all you heard was laughter when the bag got fatter
i was just depressed but i guess it didn’t matter
n-ggas scream “loyal” but they preaching to the choir
when he was getting fat, i guess we was on a diet
you never was the leader, i’m the reason they compliant
you gave him your trust and he lead you to the fire
[chorus: ar-ab]
i take another sip then i reminisce
about my dead homies that i really miss
i still fight tears when i see the pics
i’d bring my brother back if i had a wish
i take another puff as i reminisce
them nights in the cell and i ain’t have a cent
he couldn’t send twenty dollars and he had a brick
i’d see all my n-ggas rich if i had a wish

[verse 2: dark lo]
i wish ke back, i wish ab back
they saying since p cracked, i bought the last back
you know the floor open, yo it bought the fans back
ab was with me, i bought my strap, i told him “stand back”
i don’t wanna hear you spit, i can’t stand rap
an ovation a n-gga face, not a hand clap
if you felt it in your soul, i had a hand in that
i stay loyal, ain’t jumped ship, you gotta hand me that
i’m just rolling on this beat like i’m handicapped
was in a cell, no mail, like “where my family at?”
but all ice till i skate like a stanley match
on his waist was a gat, not a f-nny pack
i wish reek back, i wish granny back
i’m scarface, tied up, like “where manny at?”
seen a picture of my dawg, tears i held it back
it been a year since that, i got his kids for life
[chorus: ar-ab]
i take another sip then i reminisce
about my dead homies that i really miss
i still fight tears when i see the pics
i’d bring my brother back if i had a wish
i take another puff as i reminisce
them nights in the cell and i ain’t have a cent
he couldn’t send twenty dollars and he had a brick
i’d see all my n-ggas rich if i had a wish

- ar ab

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