Nostalgia lyrics

[Intro]
Super
They told me the most important idea in advertising is kno-
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But you also talked about a deeper bond
Nostalgia

[Verse 1]
Back then I was always down for some dumb sh*t
Back then I would clown around, get a bust lip
Back then I was serving looks just for fun, b*tch
He so f*ckin' fly, be the child like Beyonce
Back then I would joke around just for fun right
Best friends puffin' on the L just like old times
Call me on the phone so you know it's gon' be alright
Set it on the stove, let it boil 'till the sun rise

[Chorus 1]
I'm scared of death and I'm scared of bruises
Bad men, boogеymen, hiding in the closet
I'm scarеd that this won't go how I want it
Bad days, just a phase, 'till it's every mornin'
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Memories, family trees, faded from the world
I'm scared of God- well, scary you would think cus'
I got twenty secrets comin' with me to the grave and-
[Verse 2]
My chick f*ckin' up the feng shui, go ahead
Drunken off the pootie tang, watching movies we bootlegged
Rolling up the sushi, it's soothing for me to do that
Time escaping rudely, I smoothly begin to move in
Tryna' get the loot as we smooching, I wasn't all there
Thinkin' 'bout the business decisions and making mo' cash
Tote bags, mo' flash, mo' bang, pizazz, mo' paid, won't last, Mulsanne, go fast

[Chorus 2]
I'm scared of new heights, petrifying valleys
Worried 'bout the men, women, children that surround me (f*ck)
I'm scared of writing waves knowing they can drown me
Scared of doing something dirty, dealing with the bounty
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Tell me what's the remedy for a broken home
I'm scared of debts- well, scared of getting crushed cus' I been at the bottom and they never showed me love (Uh)

[Verse 3]
Never showed me love, why they never showed me love
I got better, they got jealous, I got henny in my cup
Flip your petty, flip your envy, flip your penny to a dub
Only couple other rappers getting money like I does
I'm a supercalifragilisticexpiala- di*k head
Ask your favorite rapper, "who done wrote that sh*t?", I did that
Name your fastest whip, trust it mine can give you-
[Bridge]
I promise you this man is an impostor

[Chorus 1]
I'm scared of death and I'm scared of bruises
Bad men, boogeymen, hiding in the closet
I'm scared that this won't go how I want it
Bad days, just a phase, 'till it's every mornin'
I'm scared of death- well, dying on my own
Memories, family trees, faded from the world
I'm scared of God- well, scary you would think cus'
I got twenty secrets comin' with me to the grave and-