Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Revus
Vocals
Outsideboys
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Lole Fa’atiga
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wakeupjeff
Producer
Testi
Chillin' in the hood like it's 99
Sun beaming' as I'm chillin' with my lifeline
Family pulling' up, (what up)
Filling' up my cup
Fire up the plate, put some marinated steak (come on)
All I can remember the vibe was so young (we on)
Music on blast, grab the liquor an stash (I'm out)
Chun up in the air, them times I'm low-key (uh huh)
Rolling up my trees lil homie smoking a bleaz (yeh)
Always us, me ma little bruvs
And the older Cuhz
Them little fades, and my head got swollen up
I'm older now, and I hold it down, eazy took the crown
Started from the ground, I'm the champ, n- pound for pound
Many years back to back, tryna set it off
Now they tryna build a bridge for me to get across
Way back, used to always call me the young Astonishing
And all along, Young Revus was always promising
Take it way back, I'm talkin' way back
Like four flats on the Cadillac, I grew up in the cul-de-sac
Music bumping' like a beat made from Battle Cat
The memories live on, but the time will never get it back
Fast forward, now we stepping' international
We up, check the scoreboard this shit is factual
Moving with a purpose cause my role is real valuable
So we stick to the script while we counting up the capital
Yeah
Born to win, ever since 96 (96)
Young me dreaming' of having Nike kicks (yeah)
Every day seen my cupboards on E
Hustled my way up, to say this is on me (on me)
Still with the same team, never eating alone
No squares in my circle
Telling we don't condone
I fiend for moms smile when I'm bringing a bag home
Never thought I be spending time in a different time zone
And then time froze (yeah)
Check the shine though (shining)
It's a money making flow, when you listening to the LOC (PK)
Do it for my brothers lock down on level 4
Run this bag up Euro stepping till my **** come home
Take it back
When we was thuggin doing missions
Back to when the troopers was outside and really tripping (Gang)
Hard times we had to learn what it meant, to stand on business
That was then and this is now we pushing for a different mission
I gota take it back
Something like the 90s in the 2000 (slide)
Them better days
OGs did it better than what we do now
And everybody eating
When my pops bring the grill out
And if you cannot handle the liquor
You better chill out
For real though
We was taking turns on Nintendo
Sliding in a Toyota van like it's a Benzo
Pops taught me if it go down
Protect the family (Lets go)
Remember all the trips to Reno when they was gambling
Take it back
I'm trying to find plug up on the time machine
Wishing that my brother and pops
Were here to shine with me (Yup)
Grind with me
From a duplex inside a cul-de-sac
And if you was really the fam, then you know where it's at
Big roast, couple more things up in the Umu too
Big pot, full of them yams and one with Lu pulu
Big feast, this is the life, living with big tees
Big sneeze, you know I stay blessed, I'm like b- please
Written by: Bob Lole Fa’atiga


