Old Days ft. 22 Flocca Lyrics

Lately miss the old days

Fall back in my old ways

Bro got outta jail

He ain't change

He miss his old plays

They dying young

Hate real niggas ain't reaching old age

You can't tell me that it's okay

We all done gained an angel

Know that shi hurt

You can't really hear my pain

Until you felt it first

You can't really reach your best

Until you felt the worst

You ever lose a friend

Had to unload a hearse

If you see an opp

Just do the Flocc whistle

And I know im inna war

That's why I cock pistols

Damn 7 I was sposed to be at the top witchu

Damn Nguy I wish I could play the block witchu

Yea I know this shi hard

Gotta deal

Cuz I can't pick cards

How she hurt me

And she know that I gotta good heart

How you switch onna gang

Know we got hood scars

Tell her pray

Cuz I know that I'm inna hood war

Can't cap inna demon I prolly swerved again

Hit the graveyard gotta go talk to Swerve again

Damn Swagg I wish I could hear yo word again

Ain't cocky I know that im onna verge to win

Yea

You know I miss you Glo

Stopped hoopin

Im ballin you know I miss you Mo

Lost Nuski I'm trying you know I miss you bro

Movin on reminiscing about the memories tho

Lately miss the old days

Fall back in my old ways

Bro got outta jail

He ain't change

He miss his old plays

They dying young

Hate real niggas ain't reaching old age

You can't tell me that it's okay

Lately miss the old days

Fall back in my old ways

Bro got outta jail

He ain't change

He miss his old plays

They dying young

Hate real niggas ain't reaching old age

You can't tell me that it's okay

Reminiscing bout the past, we hadda grow up fast

Our pain run deep, but we was told itll never last

Gotta stay on my feet, cuz where im from is dead grass

Put my pain onna beat, so none my feelings ever clash

N I might go back to my old ways

Like sippin lean n doing drugs

I know im tough but sometimes I needa hug

I'd give it all but Iant been feeling all da love

Remain calm cuz if I tweak den imma bug

N if you speaking on my dead den imma beat ya

DO n spazz my lil brothers n dey some tweakas

Long live ma bomber damn osmaa da hood need ya

Da same Brudda's no new friends cuz we don't need ya

N if we get dat lo know we gon ride out

Aye ZayK let's get money dem niggas dying now

Shoot da sky at dead opps das how we slide now

I got rank so dese niggas want my life now

Lately miss the old days

Fall back in my old ways

Bro got outta jail

He ain't change

He miss his old plays

They dying young

Hate real niggas ain't reaching old age

You can't tell me that it's okay

Lately miss the old days

Fall back in my old ways

Bro got outta jail

He ain't change

He miss his old plays

They dying young

Hate real niggas ain't reaching old age

You can't tell me that it's okay