Back Old Days (feat. YS4ev3r) Video (MV)

People don't stay but memory does I count my gains and bear my loss
I wake up, look my environment, this ain't for me I'm not to be poor, I'm lost
Rest in peace to the friends and brother I lost Forever I swear I go love
Like why would I Fail ? I put my life in the hustle I did buckle up with time, everything change
I look in my mum face, look in her eyes That was the moment I knew it was me, was me
Counting this million was who, was me Fighting for niggas was who, was me
See man, I've been through a lot like this See man, I've worked and hurt my wrist
Who was the kid that everyone hated When I come around they leave
The good old days and the good old ways The good they pray but the good old ways
Get preyed upon and they play my song And the kingdom come, I remain the one
Call me when you need me, I'll be happy to help I was once in your shoes but I did it myself
It takes a lot to be a lot better get your ass up
You did 9 to 5, no work brothers, yeah you do fraud
My mama on the phone, my baby on the phone My mama need me home and my baby need a home
Take me back to the good old days When the food no Dey and the school was lame
I was tired of learning the things that I knew already
And family thinking, boy you're crazy And you should've seen their face
They didn't have no faith on me But it's still okay, it's still okay, yaks
Yeah I just told you making it out with Big this year We going sicko mode man
We taking music to the next level
Yeah I've been telling these niggas that I'm locked in this game
I'm locked in this game, I'm locked in this game
Its either I make money or I go 6 feet under