I figure fuck it **** let me go head

And dig up in my bag yea I had to go there

I remember hopping on the train without no fair just so we could tag our name we wasn’t going nowhere

Tell me what you know about fighting with your siblings lying to your parents everybody fresh cus the clothes we was sharing

We stole from stores we would go we’d get it for the free then sell it for the low

Yea I know

We was bold for that dine and dash

Always wanted things that costed what we didn’t have

I would always beg my momma for some petty cash

Then go and sneak some weed up out my daddy stash

Catch me he a beat my ass

Still had Bradley, Birdie and Krystal and

Yeah we had backpacks but Stello’s had a pistol

Lunch times at Kenwood

Early dismissals

Eddie B and Izod MP3’s and iPods

Leaders and the PHLI’s Tony sports wings and fries

Take the six down the drive roll a spliff hit the La

Then we got our rides now I’m cruising with the guys even if we lapping up **** had to improvise

We ain’t realize this the time of our lives now we grown with our own kids cribs and our wives

So from time to time we rewind in our minds

Tryna recapture the feel it’s surreal and sublime