Reminiscing (Outro)

[Intro: ISO Indies]
And we was just chillin', you know? Like
I ain't even think they was 'bout to make this a whole, like, competition, until (I don't think so, 'cause, you know, I had to get mine)
I had to keep doin' it
Yeah

[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
Six AM and P, I got the win-up on Pac-Man (I did)
Don't trust any dealer, some be givin' out a bad hand (Some do)
Daps and handshakes, what's the big deal when you made men? (What's the big deal?)
This one right here where your mother give you a backhand
Slappin' on it, Rxch sent the beat, yeah, we rappin' on it
Cannot buy a sound, it's real talent homie (Cannot)
We see 'em in the wild, you get short words (You do)
Don't need nothin' else, just give your word
Thinkin' 'bout somethin' on the long term (Thinkin' bout)
On my way to the money (On my way), don't make the wrong turn (Don't)
City tech days, I messed up during my fall term (I messed up, man)
But I ain't falter, just like that girl that dubbed me, I ain't falter (I ain't falter)
I moved on while I'm sippin' the Malta (I'm out)

[Chorus: ISO Indies]
We was runnin' high duckin' low from the peace
My brother at my side from the Vil to the east
Order a number two, split it piece by piece
Livin' good, eatin' better, now I'm doin' like I'm pleased 'cause
We was runnin' high duckin' low from the peace
My brother at my side from the Vil to the east
Order a number two, split it piece by piece
Livin' good, eatin' better, now I'm doin' like I'm pleased, nigga

[Verse 2: ConchezYout]
Days in the east, we was roamin' in them streets (Wildin')
When niggas got high, we would order a twenty-piece (Popeye's)
Tryna pass me the spliff, but my fingers full of grease (Damn)
You know, everywhere we go, it was love, it was peace (ISO)
We was in the backyard, rollin' trees, shootin' threes (Word)
Then we back in the back in the crib, we was throwin' on them beats (Wildin')
You know Dill was a beast, off the dome with the freeze (That my brother, nigga)
Now we do this shit big, we got fans overseas (ISO) word
Stop the fuckery, these niggas just can't fuck with us (They can't)
They really gotta double up, when they see us, they huddle up (Uh)
ISO came to run it up
Runnin' shit like a governor (We up)
When I look up, I don't see nobody 'cause they under us (They know that)
It was like three or four of us, we would travel to Florida (We ridin')
Stayin' in the hotel, we was smokin' in the corridor (Look up)
Lookin' for a Liquor store, cop a bottle to pour it up (Pour it)
Niggas on the ave', they was floorin' in the foreigner
Shorties lookin' bad like bitches that be on Porn Hub (She bad)
Say she wanna sex, she pull up, and then I tore it up (I tore it)
Cops on that ass, as soon as you bust a corner (Skrt)
They ain't never listen, can't say that I never warned 'em (Uh-huh?)
It was on the way as soon as we placed a order (Uh-huh?)
On that Tech, ride it, just make sure you put some water (Yeah)
Symbols on the hoodie had to put it on the bomber (ISO)
Now we in our prime, like J. Cole on The Warm Up

[Interlude: ConchezYout]
Yo, tryna tell these niggas, man ([?] to let us, niggas)
We too seasoned
Know what I'm sayin'? They ain't ever believe, and know they wanna?
You know what I'm sayin'? Now they wanna come on this side
It's ISO, man (It's a vibe, it's a vibe, word)
Now I'm sayin', yo

[Chorus: Dillmatic]
We was runnin' high duckin' low from the peace
My brother at my side from the Vil to the east
Order a number two, split it piece by piece
Livin' good, eatin' better, now I'm doin' like I'm pleased 'cause
We was runnin' high duckin' low from the peace
My brother at my side from the Vil to the east
Order a number two, split it piece by piece
Livin' good, eatin' better, now I'm doin' like I'm pleased, nigga