2009 (feat. JRF & Glenjiman Grant)

Yeah
Ah Yay-ee-yea-ee-yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

I asked her how does it feel
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah
To be with a nigga that's so real
Like me
She said Ima keep it Triiiiilllll
Wit cha
It ain't been the same
Why'd you have to leave
Thought when I left it was better
But
We use to do it where ever
You got good brain call you clever
You got that Oooo I remember
That's on Loretta
Giiiiirrrrrrl

Back in the day when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days
I think about how we were living then
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again
Back in the day you had me sprung
And all I wanted was yours
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
Climb thru your window
And I hit it at your sister crib
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again

You was baby
Back, back, back in the day
Back in the day
I swear I never had a
Love like that before

Just like an old love letter
Favorite song
How I remember
How you would give it to me
I miss your lips on my lips
You miss my hands on your hips
Times we would share
Full of bliss, how
I feel when I reminisce

Back in the day when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days
I think about how we were living then
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again
Back in the day you had me sprung
And all I wanted was yours
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
Climb thru your window
And I hit it at your sister crib
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again

Yeah
Ima take you back you Hirschi hood
Chocolate nigga
Given' out that Hersey wood
Indian Falls or the Rain Tree
Jumping out of windows
Could you blame me
Blowing on the mic
But you couldn't sing
So we was going all night
Like we couldn't sleep
Stupid head
That's why you can't think
Now you got a new man
But he ain't G

Back in the day when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days
I think about how we were living then
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again
Back in the day you had me sprung
And all I wanted was yours
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
Climb thru your window
And I hit it at your sister crib
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again
Back in the day when I was young
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days
I think about how we were living then
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again
Back in the day you had me sprung
And all I wanted was yours
And some days
I reminisce how we would get it in
Climb thru your window
And I hit it at your sister crib
And some days
I really wish that I could hit again