Back In The Day Lyrics

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