The Khidd - Nostalgia (Remind U of Home) Lyrics

Hey mama, I get nostalgia
Every time I'm by the phone I gotta call ya
And I accept when you hit decline, I'm protecting your heart and mine
Monster, I'm not a monster
Cyclops, how I keep my eye on her
She wrecked me up, I'm loving how we collide
Her solar soul I'm loving how we align, yeah

This that shit, nigga, this that shit, nigga, this that shit remind you of home
(Remind you of home)
Way back when nigga, I was like ten, if it wasn't on shit I wasn't gon' go
(Wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah)

I don't wanna go nowhere, unless I'm going up (True)
I don't wanna feel, 'cause then I might throw up (True)
I don't need the whole world, I just need enough (True)
If I was squirrel, then nigga I'd be going nuts (True)
Keep a small circle 'case a nigga square up
Keep my city girl too 'case a bitch act up (True)
She like how I'm cut like a diamond in the rough (True)
She still call me Khidd even though we grown up (True)
I-I-I reminisce on all the times I remember
A time where things were simpler, now it's all crossed, perpendicular
Got my baby, baby like Brenda, mini me, she similar
She twin'nem, she so sweet, she cinnamon
She keep my heart pumping pumping like defibrillators
Never tell no lies, save the fibs for later
That's my chick so I had to filayy her
I ball so hard, I fall so hard, this shit is a layup
I'm grinding 24/8 like the greatest Laker
Ever since the day you died man the world been shaked up
I'm praying Jesus Christ come back and save us
'Cause what that nigga Kendrick said? "You're not my savior"
Get mixed up in the Kool-Aid and you don't know the flavor?
Your life been on the edge and ain't nobody to save you? (Ohhh)
And if you feel like there's a drop in your clear view
Just know that I'll always be near you to hear you, like

Hey mama, I get nostalgia
Every time I'm by the phone I gotta call ya
And I accept when you hit decline, I'm protecting your heart and mine
Monster, I'm not a monster
Cyclops, how I keep my eye on her
She wrecked me up, I'm loving how we collide
Her solar soul I'm loving how we align, yeah
(Woah)

This that shit, nigga, this that shit, nigga, this that shit remind you of home
(Remind you of home)
Way back when nigga, I was like ten, if it wasn't on shit I wasn't gon' go
(Wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah)

(Ahh)
Do y'all remember pre-pandemic when shit wasn't so wicked? (Yeah, yeah)
When it was all sweet, like splenda? Splendid (Yes)
Or 2012 when niggas thought the world ended?
Or days where niggas didn't give a f*ck what you mentioned? (No)
2016, I took a pencil and pad, scribbled it fast, rhymed some words, took time to learn my whole craft
2017, I wanted many better things for the melanated kings and queens that look just like me
Also fell in love slightly (In love with the-)
In love with the money, in love with the goals
In love with a melanated goddess, love her soul
Loving Mother Nature 'cause she blessed me head to toe
So I'm in love with myself my nigga, you know how it goes
I'm thankful for the dice 'cause nigga look at how it rolled
Snake eyes how they're looking, they're on the lowest of lows
I ain't never crap out but been the one that's fasho
Gambling, I'm rambling, forgive me, I'll watch my tone
I'm glad I got this phone, I call you when I'm so low
And when you feeling the same I'll answer to you ("Hello?")
Like "Hey, how you doing?", "Are you good? I'm fantastic"
"I've been in my bag, putting bread in my basket"
Pinching pennies purely 'cause I want a purrty casket
Decade til I'm thirty, time flying like the magic carpet of Aladdin
It's like every year since 2013 it's been the same old thing like 2K's and Madden's, but
It feels like yesterday that N-O-S-T-A
L-G every day nigga, life's good
I ate today nigga, I'm good
Somebody just died in my hood, left my mind on rotten wood, I know that they're flying good (Ye-eah)
Red cups how I felt, I was hurting solo
Just a nigga from the GhettoMetroPalmetto, so

This that shit, nigga, this that shit, nigga, this that shit remind you of home
(Remind you of home)
Way back when nigga, I was like ten, if it wasn't on shit I wasn't gon' go
(Wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah, wasn't gon go, yeah)

*phone rings*
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