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letra de nostalgia - t.f, khrysis & curren$y

[intro: t.f, curren$y]
(ha, ha)
uh, look
okay, okay

[verse 1: t.f]
we need what the game been missing, bring back the pain and feelings
all the paink!llers lamed ambition
we in a framed condition, heat it up, ac vented
that mean we boxed in, you get the picture, uh
we just need a rendition of what it used to be
these n-ggas got purses for where they toolie be
why he snitch? he was only facing two to three
at max, probably would have did five, but he would have been live
i just need some nostalgia, i just need me a stylist
uh, look, i said, i need me a stylist
come through, coogi the closet, eatin’ coochie on a island
feelin’ like the cocaine cowboy, i just need me a pilot, uh
i’m solid gold, you n-ggas moissanite diamonds
you knew it was bullsh-t, still you know [?] it
i sharpened up my bayonet just to chop it up
before it was delion, we used to [?]
n-ggas be jumpin’ in my pictures, i just crop it up
everything scandalous, we gon’ rock it, huh

[verse 2: curren$y]
you knew it was that bullsh-t, and you still did it
it’s a full-time job not to k!ll n-ggas
[?] double-r, ride smooth through this rough city
after the nba games where the owners and players kick it
toast to the victory, sh-t went just how pictured it, really
[?] some of the homies is not here, physically, let’s get high
keep alive they memory—nostalgia
this remind me of my fallen partners—nostalgia
this remind my homie of his father, inspired him to work harder
inspired me to cherish mine, while i got him
we should try talkin’ mo, even though
we don’t see eye to eye often, bro
rolled that k!lla, heard the beat, and took off on it
we used to hang out in that parking lot, last year i bought that b-tch
eastside (eastside, n-gga)
[outro: curren$y]
(la-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da)
(yeah, yeah)

- t f khrysis curreny

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