Old Days Freesytle

I was raised on biggie Smalls, big papa, Who shot ya
Playing till the lights cut on, playing like I'm ona Roster
Raised by my father to be a man and he taught me hella proper

Remember back in football we were leaving dents
Knock a nigga head off, Ray Lewis shit

Remember back in baseball we were hitting fence
Chasing after dreams, nigga we was running sprints

How I could forget
Shoolyards as I jit, chasing after jeans
I was Mackin ona bitch
Tryna press our lips together
We ain't really know any better

Growing up I was short af
Chubby kid, with a tummy bruh
Growing up pouring up
A goofy kid I was acting dumb
Playing Mickey Mouse looking for my minny
Playing Forrest Gump, chasing after Jenny

Everyone know I talk a lot
Cold nigga but my temper hot
A rare breed so I didn't flock
Couldn't be stopped, playing San Andreas like a rockstar
5 Stars on me driving stolen cars

First relationship and no broken heart
That's a golden start, gf number 2 that's a different part

Love is hard but romantic when it sparks
Falls apart, sinks like titanic but it's art

It'll cut you up without a bandage, people take advantage of genuine love and
Hurt people always leave you damaged
And Some just can't understand it
Like got dammit, here take a pamphlet