Back N Da Day
I remember hustlin at school nigga
Back n da day
I aint neva follow rules niggas
Back n da day
I used to steal up out da mall
But dat was Back in da day
Nah i can go n buy it all
Cause I'm stackin my cake
Bet on tonk n playin spades nigga
Back in da day
Was known for selling everything nigga
Back in da day
I had to buy my own jays niggas
Back in da day
And my grind never changed
I jus rerouted da way
First off i gotta say
RIP to papa joe
Called em tombstone
Yea his love was tough
& heart was cold
Remember walkin to da corner sto
Niggas on da corner sellin snow
Niggas started to approach
Pop pull up n da lac n swang the doe
Back n da day
Cuz would pull up on me wit dat act
It was grape
Remember buyin 12s for da whip
My shit was slappin wit bass
Pull up to skool
Snatch a li bae
Skippin nah we back at my place
Chillin nah she givin me face
Thought i was smooth then
U should see me today
It was syrup sandwiches
Kool aid in pajama lit
At my grandma house
Uncle geeked
Betta hide ya shit
I jus reminisce
On da times when i was a jus jit
Ridin through da garden wit my cuz
Sellin dimes n nicks
Gettin into all kinds of shit
Wish i could rwd a bit
Things was getting heated
N one day my cousin caught a bid
Damn dez niggas fuckin snitch
Paperwork name on da list
U was fam but den u switched
Nah we can neva speak again
Back n da day
I aint neva follow rules niggas
Back n da day
I used to steal up out da mall
But dat was Back in da day
Nah i can go n buy it all
Cause I'm stackin my cake
Bet on tonk n playin spades nigga
Back in da day
Was known for selling everything nigga
Back in da day
I had to buy my own jays niggas
Back in da day
And my grind never changed
I jus rerouted da way
First off i gotta say
RIP to papa joe
Called em tombstone
Yea his love was tough
& heart was cold
Remember walkin to da corner sto
Niggas on da corner sellin snow
Niggas started to approach
Pop pull up n da lac n swang the doe
Back n da day
Cuz would pull up on me wit dat act
It was grape
Remember buyin 12s for da whip
My shit was slappin wit bass
Pull up to skool
Snatch a li bae
Skippin nah we back at my place
Chillin nah she givin me face
Thought i was smooth then
U should see me today
It was syrup sandwiches
Kool aid in pajama lit
At my grandma house
Uncle geeked
Betta hide ya shit
I jus reminisce
On da times when i was a jus jit
Ridin through da garden wit my cuz
Sellin dimes n nicks
Gettin into all kinds of shit
Wish i could rwd a bit
Things was getting heated
N one day my cousin caught a bid
Damn dez niggas fuckin snitch
Paperwork name on da list
U was fam but den u switched
Nah we can neva speak again
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Writer(s): Bakari Bryant
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