Back In the Day
Yeah, let's go back
The sun is shining
Two wings and a biscuit, still $1.99
Remember
Aye, the future looking bright but this the type of beat to remind me
Of the grape quarter waters behind me
The 90's
Used to hit Vinny's, garlic knots not the slices
Play Pac-Man with the change, my son Rich was the nicest
If she said you had cooties, that's wifey
Kiss on the cheek, leg sticky like the other side of the icy
Slap boxing with Dice, that's when things got dicey
If you swung and you landed a handful, he couldn't handle it
Play fight over, he wanna slam you, that's my man though
Getting dark, moms come through the park with the sandal
Trophies on the mantel
Sadiq had the speed, Al Diddy he had the handle
Never too young to gamble
Playing H-O-R-S-E for the money, you see how access work
If we took coding class, we would've invented FanDuel
Before they made jail cool, hate that they promoted it
Tried to put us back in the same chains they stole us with
Back in the day
Before the gram kids went outside to play
And Sunday dinners prayed the sinning away
Yeah, back in the day
The rain humming, strumming 'gainst the window pane
But I ain't never seen my momma complain
Yeah, back in the day
Them the golden era of video games
Looked both ways before hopping the train
Yeah, back in the day
Without gang, we settled things
Stole my bike, I stole your girl, that was an even exchange
Yeah, back in the day
In seventh grade, Ian stole Erica, deaded me
Leila chased her down the block, appreciate you incredibly
23-03, my grandmama reside
Saint Rita, yeah she had the biggest voice in the choir
Something I would admire, let your presence be heard
Soft-spoken grandkids, they could never be hers
These words, etched in stone, 14 years old
It was a race to the first person to learn how to roll
Ante up, cup of E&J, burning the soul
Hit the lotto if Child passed you a bottle of Rose
Ten deep, take a swig of that
Once the nectar left your hand, no chance you gon' get it back
Pity Pat, Spades, those were popular games
Zakiya from Pooch building had the body of pain
Community center days, bumper pool, we'd get it in
Word to Ms. Richardson, I wish I was a kid again
Back in the day
Before the gram kids went outside to play
And Sunday dinners prayed the sinning away
Yeah, back in the day
The rain humming, strumming 'gainst the window pane
But I ain't never seen my momma complain
Yeah, back in the day
Them the golden era of video games
Looked both ways before hopping the train
Yeah, back in the day
Without gang, we settled things
Stole my bike, I stole your girl, that was an even exchange
Yeah, back in the day
Back in the day
Yeah
New York City
Different times
Outside was outside
You had to be there
Word
Back in the day
The sun is shining
Two wings and a biscuit, still $1.99
Remember
Aye, the future looking bright but this the type of beat to remind me
Of the grape quarter waters behind me
The 90's
Used to hit Vinny's, garlic knots not the slices
Play Pac-Man with the change, my son Rich was the nicest
If she said you had cooties, that's wifey
Kiss on the cheek, leg sticky like the other side of the icy
Slap boxing with Dice, that's when things got dicey
If you swung and you landed a handful, he couldn't handle it
Play fight over, he wanna slam you, that's my man though
Getting dark, moms come through the park with the sandal
Trophies on the mantel
Sadiq had the speed, Al Diddy he had the handle
Never too young to gamble
Playing H-O-R-S-E for the money, you see how access work
If we took coding class, we would've invented FanDuel
Before they made jail cool, hate that they promoted it
Tried to put us back in the same chains they stole us with
Back in the day
Before the gram kids went outside to play
And Sunday dinners prayed the sinning away
Yeah, back in the day
The rain humming, strumming 'gainst the window pane
But I ain't never seen my momma complain
Yeah, back in the day
Them the golden era of video games
Looked both ways before hopping the train
Yeah, back in the day
Without gang, we settled things
Stole my bike, I stole your girl, that was an even exchange
Yeah, back in the day
In seventh grade, Ian stole Erica, deaded me
Leila chased her down the block, appreciate you incredibly
23-03, my grandmama reside
Saint Rita, yeah she had the biggest voice in the choir
Something I would admire, let your presence be heard
Soft-spoken grandkids, they could never be hers
These words, etched in stone, 14 years old
It was a race to the first person to learn how to roll
Ante up, cup of E&J, burning the soul
Hit the lotto if Child passed you a bottle of Rose
Ten deep, take a swig of that
Once the nectar left your hand, no chance you gon' get it back
Pity Pat, Spades, those were popular games
Zakiya from Pooch building had the body of pain
Community center days, bumper pool, we'd get it in
Word to Ms. Richardson, I wish I was a kid again
Back in the day
Before the gram kids went outside to play
And Sunday dinners prayed the sinning away
Yeah, back in the day
The rain humming, strumming 'gainst the window pane
But I ain't never seen my momma complain
Yeah, back in the day
Them the golden era of video games
Looked both ways before hopping the train
Yeah, back in the day
Without gang, we settled things
Stole my bike, I stole your girl, that was an even exchange
Yeah, back in the day
Back in the day
Yeah
New York City
Different times
Outside was outside
You had to be there
Word
Back in the day
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Writer(s): Adrien Pinkard
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