Nostalgious (feat. Taelor Gray & B. Reith)

<p>[Intro: Christon Gray]<br/>Tryna remain decent on my descent<span><br/>The layaway... oh not yet… ok thats cool<br/><br/>[Verse 1: Christon Gray]<br/>The layaway flow, a lot of things been on hold<span><br/>I’ve been paying for something he gave away though<span><br/>Guess I feel obligated probably since the day I came home<br/>Don’t make a lot of sense the problem is I’m day to day low on change<span><br/>Say it ain’t so, probably spend a lot of days<br/>On condemnation I paper plate fold<span><br/>Moping I’m motivated that’ll make me change clothes<br/>I’m Django I feel a slave so I’m cautious<span><br/>To say no but in the same note I’m bossin&#x27;<br/>I stay broke but on the same note I’m flossin&#x27;<br/>Knowin good and well I’m outta my range so I’m falsin’<br/>Falsetto vibrato I lost it<br/>Singin I am a god, but this ain&#x27;t livin&#x27;<br/>If you just buying Lebrons, and this ain&#x27;t winning<br/>If you just trying for bronze medallions<span><br/>I used to keep my eye on the prize<br/>Nostalgia<br/>[Verse 2: Christon Gray]<br/>My oh my, Mya Blue eyes telling me<br/>A story I describe as a true crime felony<br/>The cruel world through the pupils of a school girl<br/>I’m doing my best not to let it take form<br/>To my surprise I’m nothing more than a pedigree<br/>Working like a dog to keep the dogs off my door<span><br/>But every dog has its day so I’m torn<br/>Between home or the tour, rose or the thorns<span><br/>I’m doin&#x27; my best not to let it take form<br/>Me and my angels, triangle is the norm<br/>But I’m caught up in the circle, spinning wheels till I’m worn<br/>Push &#x27;em to the edge, edges look worn<br/>So I’m kneeling at my bed till my circle transform<br/>To an octagon red, still I ignore<br/>Back to the circles now I’m back in the storm<br/>Blue grey eyes, gotta Skype her in the mornin<br/>Night-night to Mya, to mommy its the norm<span><br/>The honeymoon is gone, back to the swarm<br/>I’m making more money but honey ain&#x27;t impressed<br/>Cause she know about the stress and she knows about the porn<br/>I can feel the disconnect, I can feel it even more<br/>I’m trynna take a breath but there’s nothing like a scorn<br/>I&#x27;m feeling so withered, ain&#x27;t no sunshine when she’s gone<br/>I gotta go get it the circle’s your rock ladawn<br/>[Verse 3: Taelor Gray]<br/>Yo, this is King meets Calvin<br/>Cold blooded 100 below kelvin<span><br/>This nostalgia harder to read than Melville<span><br/>On the same tide and we rolling like Yeldon<span><br/>I drop anchor vibing to Ben Tankard<span><br/>All of this advertising mind of a Don Draper<span><br/>Gold rush in the tomb with the finer things<br/>Meeting women on the fly grew some designer wings<br/>Ribbon in the sky how cruel is the irony<br/>I may never see it on my stool in the winery<br/>Was in the swimming pools calling it the liver pool<br/>Red-eye used to rock forces like a Jedi<span><br/>Turn Puma turn lunar and eclipsed<br/>Did the son preach my funeral the universe is sixpence<br/>None richer<span> journey big up in the system<br/>Elevation is forever indwelling is the sixth sense<br/><br/>[Bridge: B.Reith]<br/>At times I tend to lose focus<br/>Should, I scratch lines to render men hopeless<br/>Or, flat line my own dreams of show biz so<br/>His love can shine through this opus<br/><br/>[Outro: B.Reith]<br/>I remember that moment like yesterday<br/>Your smile came through the cloud<br/>Nothing else mattered more in than that moment<br/>When you called me out of the ground