King Dahi - Nostalgia lyrics

(Verse 1) Who would've thought that Imma turn out to rap Back when the bell rings and everybody runs outta cla** Crushing on every pretty girl you better learn how to act Hiding my grades when i got four outta ten, damn I'm off the brown and chilling just reminiscing on the past days Back when I always wanted to kick a ball and get paid Fast forward thinking how to get a broad and get laid Now tryna figure how to spit it raw and get paid At 15 wrote my first rhyme for the first time Had to switch lanes and focus on that I been real these rappers spit the most bogus of raps But f** that let's pop a bottle make a toast to the past We just stay driven tryna make loads of the cash Not the fake sh** I'm selling you hope on a track And it's a jungle with a pack of wolves known to attack You better stay strapped and roam with a gat (Verse 2) Honestly I just can't settle for a 9 5 Seeing struggle when I look into my mom's eyes Dark clouds where the sun just never shines bright Going through the bullsh** it's so hard to get your mind right So I proceed to pour some hen in my cup Take you back to when I started rapping penning my thoughts Painting pictures of the hunger that I had in my gut So they relating to the real sh** I share in my songs Selling you hope, you damn right I'm selling you hope And you can get it for the low like some fairly used clothes Want it fast they say slow the more steady you roll Just tryna hang I spend a lot of time playing with ropes They can attest that I've always been a real one Making moves f** tryna wait for when a deal comes We independent and building it from the ground up Road to the riches evading all of the speed bumps