クレジット
歌詞
Yea we used
To rave alot yeah
Sip brandy rum
And alize alot yeah
House parties every
Other day alot yeah
Peng tings in abundance yeah
Peng tings yea we love dem
Bare numbers
Nuff gyal round the way alot yeah
Beef on the estate a lot yeah
Grey flags and low backs yeah
Stash straps in the old flats
Shotguns don't think we wont clap
So young and wreckless
Dont come around
With your necklace
Man pop dat (pop)
We take it back
Down memory lane yeah
Mad throwbacks
Down memory lane yeah
Rock low backs
Down memory lane yeah
New era caps
Down memory lane yeah yeah
Down memory lane
Down memory lane
We take it back
Down memory lane
Yeah yeah yeah
Lickin out shots on your pushbike
Always felt safe in your hood like
Never thought anyone could die
Now its all different
Got **** in prison
Life that we livin
Ain't nutten sweet
In the hood like
Oldskool days widya mandem
Man get rude just bang dem (bang)
Pussyoles from the ends man ban dem
If it kicked off olders we rang dem
Trocadero on the weekend
See nuff gyal we would pree dem
Hitting mac dz for a munch double
Cheese burger was like 99p then
I swear down I felt so free then
Now I'm grown up here
In the deep end
Now I count it I swear
I got 3 friends
Now ive realised it
I don't need friends
Cah when hard times hit
I cant see them
Miss the good old days
They were so dope
No money more fun
We were so broke
Sold weed sold b
And I sold coke
Lost part of my soul
It aint no joke
I lost part of my soul
It aint no joke
We take it back down
Memory lane yeah
Mad throwbacks down
Memory lane yeah
Rock low backs down
Memory lane yeah
New era caps down
Memory lane yeah yeah
Down memory lane
Down memory lane
We take it back
Down memory lane
Yeah yeah
Down memory lane
Down memory lane
Down memory laneee
Down memory lane yeah
