Good Ole Days Lyrics

Flippin packs, hoping for better days

My Grams jus hoping this is only a phase

Cops would do anything to put us away

And we lost so many soldiers along the way

We were caking on a prepaid

Before the cops came to raid

Rained on our parade

We had nothing to say to them

Like we were playing charades

Cause that's just how we was raised

Before the Za we moved headies and beasters

Had us buying Ralph Lauren color easter

We could make it snow like a damn nor'easter

Then we pour up patron by the liter

Sleep in peace BossDawn

Sipping on some Patron in the studio right now

Pour a little out for you, that's for you my dawg

I'm a decorated veteran from the war on drugs

Received a purple heart for most successful jugs

Made it out to trenches, came up out to mud

Known around town as your plugs favorite plug

And when the drought came we were known to make it flood

We some busy bees always stirring up a buzz

Ain't selling you nothing if you're not part of the club

Y'all need some TLC, we ain't serving no scrubs

(I ain't serving that dusty ass boy)

We were caking on a prepaid

Before the cops came to raid

Rained on our parade

We had nothing to say to them

Like we were playing charades

Cause that's just how we was raised

Before the Za we moved headies and beasters

Had us buying Ralph Lauren color easter

We could make it snow like a damn nor'easter

Then we pour up patron by the liter

Man, them were the good old days

Back when you were happy just catching eighth plays

Know it might sound kinda cliche

But we really had the streets in a craze

Man, them were some good old days

The good old days

Man, can't forget about Big Harvey

Miss you dawg

Rest in peace, I know you and Davio up there turning up

We turn up down here for you

On gang

Man, them were the good old days

Back when you were happy just catching eighth plays

We really had the streets in a craze

Damn, I really miss them good old days