Remind Me Of

Take ‘em back, take ‘em back
Take ‘em back, take ‘em back now
I take it back on some nostalgic *******t, oh you whylin’ *******
Been doing this since before I was a college kid, let’s go
Oh this *******t remind me of, the summer time
The slip and slide, some bump and grind
Oh this *******t remind me of the parking lot
And skipping class, and smoking pot
Oh this *******t remind me of parties with the freshman
Second base on the couch, plus she gave me mouth to mouth
Oh this *******t remind me of tryna make a fake I.D
Walked into the liquor store, but they ain’t selling *******t to me
Oh this *******t remind me of riding with my crew
Water bottle full of booze, breaking in in people’s pools
Oh this *******t remind me of acting like a fool
We was seventeen and we thought it was cool
What you know about it?
And I know things ain’t always gonna go your way
Cause we got *******tty jobs and we got bills to pay
But I think that the future’s looking ******* great
So get your hands up in the sky let’s celebrate
Oh that *******t remind me of
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
Oh that *******t remind me of the good times
This *******t remind me of the good times
Oh that *******t remind me of
(Realest *******t I ever wrote)
(If you like it let it go
That’s the *******t I miss the most)
Oh that *******t remind me of the good times
This *******t remind me of the good times
Oh this *******t remind me of being somber in the club
Hanging out with tons of girls and they just wanna do some drugs
Oh this *******t remind me of fake handshakes and shoulder shrugs
Walking into every label, they pretend they gave a *******
Said they love my music, think I’m special, and they wanna sign me
Then I leave, and they gon’ say, the same damn thing to the three behind me
Oh this *******t remind me of why I never sold my soul
Two thousand kids in my city they just wanna see me blow
Then I went across the country, saw two hundred thousand more
Oh this *******t remind me of everything I wanted bro
So I won’t ever be a rapper that you see complaining
If you want it, go and take it, step up, word to Channing Tatum
Damn I go so looney on these tunes, I should be animated
This is for my English teacher, way back when who always hated
Okay Mr. Davis, I won’t rub it in your face
But you should turn like all of my grades from some B pluses into some A's
And I know things ain’t always gonna go your way
Cause we got *******tty jobs and we got bills to pay
But I think that the future’s looking super bright
So let me see your hands up in the sky like one more time
Oh that *******t remind me of
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
Oh that *******t remind me of the good times
This *******t remind me of the good times
Oh that *******t remind me of
(Realest *******t I ever wrote)
(If you like it let it go
That’s the *******t I miss the most)
Oh that *******t remind me of the good times
This *******t remind me of the good times
Bring it down like
And you been rocking with the
The happy camper
Oh yeah