Kendrick Lamar - Reminiscing

★ chorus ★
See, i was brought up different
Whatever that my pops say, fasho i listened
You said you did dirt, but i can jig it
It don't deserve you, if you wasn't born in it
(??)
I swear we gotta fast forward (fast forward, fast forward)
(??)
I swear we gotta fast forward (fast forward, fast forward)

★ pusha t - verse ★
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many madonna's can that mazda fit?
My brick talk is more than obvious; it's ominous
Garage is the phantom; ghouls, ghosts, and goblins
Blonde-mohawk the collection, i'm dennis rodman
The money count is the only moment of silence
'cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my mattress, ❲?❳ stop still
Has a(n) astеrisk after it
After all, i can make a call
I can baptizе a brick as i wash away my sins like a catholic
Who the fuck can't master this?
America's nightmares in flint
Children of a lesser god when your melanin's a got a tint
And i can't even mention what i sipped or what i spent
'cause my name and 18 wheelers is evident
I put my boos in them cruise collections
Life's a bitch, a-to-z on her shoe collection
Take your pick; paid in full like 86 g's on my body
The new gucci has less monogram, god's got 'em
Let he without sin cast the first stone, so i built that all glass quiet-level first home
Shadowed all your misconceptions, hold all them missing weapons
You thought i would miss my blessing
The ultimate mis-direction, yeah!

★ chorus ★
See, i was brought up different
Whatever that my pops say, fasho i listened
You said you did dirt, but i can jig it
It don't deserve you, if you wasn't born in it
(ho nipsle??)
I swear we gotta fast forward (fast forward, fast forward)
(ho nipsle??)
I swear we gotta fast forward (fast forward, fast forward)

★ verse ★
I can tell you what it is
I can tell you what it isn't
No more k. dot, my mother had named me kendrick
Fuck the stage name that-the name that i was given
The only thing that i can identify with within this business
Just a good kid from compton that wanna rap
Weighin' my options, pick up a bible or a strap
I never killed a man, i never sold any crack
All i ever did was try to keep my city on the map
But, this monkey on my back: y'all don't want me to win
I'm tryna follow dreams, you want me to follow trends
So, just to get a dollar, would i sell my soul?
I look the devil in the eye, and tell him, "hell, no"
They say "anything worth having is worth the wait"
But i want the world tell me how long that takes
It's no time like now
I could cut my patience short or give 'em some more gowns
I don't even want the crown, i just want the peace of mind
And nigga, when i get it, you won't get a piece of mine
Won't you mind your own business!
A rich nigga buy anything you sell 'em
A broke nigga believe anything that you tell 'em
Well, i'm a broke nigga, but still i wouldn't listen to you even if your hand was on a bible quote, nigga (tuh!)