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[ti:The Old Days]
[00:03.33]Verse 1: Phora
[00:10.54]Its that type of joint that you burn put in your system and roll to
[00:14.20]I ain't got to spark a blunt I'm keeping it old school
[00:16.89]Just me and my music and my 03 Camry
[00:19.48]It ain't much but if it gets me to my girl shit I'll be happy
[00:22.53]Rolling through my city passing streets I used to walk through
[00:25.40]Memories of school and all the girls I used to talk to
[00:28.19]Flashbacks to the time when I drank my first Mickey's
[00:30.67]Paint stains on my dickies, Freight trains on a quickie
[00:33.42]Graf writers know what the fuck I'm talking about
[00:35.96]Member the very first time you got socked in the mouth? I do
[00:39.61]Every week I used to get my ass beat
[00:41.85]All the times I ran from the cops could've been an athlete
[00:44.64]I ain't tryna have cuffs on my wrists in the backseat
[00:47.33]So I'm running through your backyard like it's a track meet
[00:50.33]See, I ain't a criminal, just a youngster with problems
[00:53.02]And I don't show up to school cause the teachers say not to bother
[00:55.71]Prolly cause they lost hope in our generation.
[00:58.48]All I needed was some guidance and some elevation.
[01:01.12]But they ain't have it so I tried to act cool and hung with the wrong crowd
[01:04.47]Never follow the rules so I bump this song loud
[01:07.62]So selfish I never thought I'd make mom proud, now she taking pictures from the crowd she need to calm down
[01:13.41]Tagging me on Facebook every four minutes
[01:16.16]Never made a song without putting my soul in it
[01:18.96]And this is only getting started
[01:21.24]This is for my dearly departed, we out here living homie
[01:23.32]Hook
[01:23.73]I miss the way it was, reminiscing bout the old days
[01:26.78]Miss the good times, back when everything was okay
[01:29.87]Cause we had no worries, no cares
[01:32.20]But nothing is the same, life just ain't fair
[01:35.05]I miss the way it was, reminiscing bout the old days
[01:37.89]Miss the good times, back when everything was okay
[01:40.68]Cause we had no worries, no cares
[01:43.32]But nothing is the same, life just ain't fair
[01:58.02]Cause we had no worries, no cares
[02:00.10]But nothing is the same, life just ain't fair
[02:02.29]Verse 2
[02:03.05]So rest in peace to the peeps I'll never see again
[02:06.05]I been seeing grandpa in moods that I've never seen him in
[02:08.69]85 years old, still keeping it moving with a smile on his face saying "There's still room for improvement"
[02:13.97]He ain't got a big house, and he's still pushing a bucket.
[02:16.71]But he taught me how to love life even when I had nothing
[02:19.66]I rock my dirty Chuck's like they were Jordan's made of gold.
[02:22.35]I keep my head to the sky and I never look below
[02:25.10]Sip my fourty with a passion, this is for all my people
[02:27.99]I promised to keep you living till the day I'm in a casket
[02:30.89]Life ain't what it was, and its so hard to get used to
[02:33.78]Blues Clues and Coco Puffs, before there was a YouTube
[02:36.42]Used to, love to walk to school in the rain
[02:39.01]Railroads, watching trains pass envision my name on every one of them
[02:42.17]All my 90's kids know where I'm coming from
[02:45.17]Rugrats on Saturday mornings right when the sun is up
[02:47.71]Raised in Southern Cali, got that California mind state
[02:50.91]So don't blame me if I cut you off in traffic
[02:53.55]I used to tell girls I'm a rapper over MySpace
[02:57.00]Even before I started rapping
[02:59.75]Yeah homie, I miss them old days
[03:01.88]Miss cruising through Anaheim with pops bumping the o'jays
[03:04.57]So all my real niggas put your glass up
[03:07.36]You never know if it's your last one
[03:09.45]This is for the old days
[03:10.71]I miss the way it was, reminiscing bout the old days
[03:12.85]Miss the good times, back when everything was okay
[03:15.74]Cause we had no worries, no cares
[03:18.18]But nothing is the same, life just ain't fair..