Those Were the Days

I write with my right hand, hold the mic with my left

2008 was the year that I'll never forget

I was full of respect but everybody kept hating

I was making beats every single day patiently waiting

I didn't waste any time I stayed busy writing

Recording tracks, playing it back it was exciting

I turn the volume up on max blowing out my speakers

Producing while homeboy was camping out for sneakers

It was dope we used to chill back and smoke

And freestyle, everybody seen how we spit flows

Nobody knew that I was hitting' up the streets

Late at night and tagging up the walls on the concrete