Old Days

Yeah, nigga

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I miss the old days, I miss my old ways

Yeah, uh

Remember when we rode through the city, just a couple of kids

Dreams in our pockets, but reality hit like bricks

Sister went on her first date, I felt like a pang of pride and pain

Used to share our secrets, now it's like we're worlds apart, insane

I bottle up the tears, but inside, I'm a storm

Mama's arms still my refuge, when life's harsh and warm

Dreams of riches in my future, a vision so grand