Hindsight Lyrics

Yeah, flicking ash, thinking bout the past
Yeah, flicking ash, thinking bout the past
Just a whole lot of kush and a little hash
Digit dash, rally stripes, on the late night
SS, loud pipes with the paint white
Mind right, man I'm way up in another zone
Baby leave me alone, I'm tryina get blown
Valet take the keys, don't scratch shit
I'm headed to the top floor with a bad bitch
And hindsight, she only want me cause the lime light
Boppers light bugs only want you when you shine bright
See the game for what it is, never lost in it
Staying true to who I am, man it's authentic
Eyes low, still see the bigger picture
Best way to win it's with the ones who struggle with you
Staying high, we ain't never coming down
Head up in the sky, but my feet upon the ground

[Hook]
Somebody take me inside, so I can see what's going on
Somebody valet my ride, I'ma be here all night long
You know we get high, don't plan on coming down
I've been looking through my hindsight
Now it's time I get my mind right

Getting paid to do what I love is a blessed feeling
Shit, but family time is the best feeling
Look, weed rolled up big chillin
Shit, young niggas tryna touch the ceiling
Not a worry in the world, posted with my lady boys
Act fly, but when it's show time, these niggas swayze
Medical marijuana loner that can't wait till it's on
I get love on the road, but ain't no love like home
Point me straight to the vip, couple pre rolled spliffs
Just shook hands with the owners, so they ain't gonn trip
Long hours on the road, rocking turnt up shows
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Breaking down og on the sunset strip
Close my eyes take one more hit, shit
A nigga highed up, living the high life
When I ride up, using my hindsight

[Hook]
Somebody take me inside, so I can see what's going on
Somebody valet my ride, I'ma be here all night long
You know we get high, don't plan on coming down
I've been looking through my hindsight
Now it's time I get my mind right

Ordered me a bottle, told him keep the glass
Turning bottles up, turning pages on the past
Haters try to judge, couldn't walk a mile in mine
12 years in and my star still shine
Flow still jazz, 16s like wine
Starch in my girbauds ... so it's like old times
But new number, new jersey, new team
25 lighters in the booth where I steam
Take a hit then a sip, then I sit
Drifting on this instrumental write without a pencil
I just focus in this scribble on the walls of my mind
A pharoh with these lines, pyramids are flows
That I compose when it's time
They call it jazz rap like a trumpet when I rhyme
Mo better black, leather buckets on recline
Top floor we high, head line tonight
We blessed in hindsight

[Hook]
Somebody take me inside, so I can see what's going on
Somebody valet my ride, I'ma be here all night long
You know we get high, don't plan on coming down
I've been looking through my hindsight
Now it's time I get my mind right.