Ahmad - Back in The Day lyrics

Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again I remember (back in the days) When I just a little n***aro I looked up to my bigger bro Begged if I could kick it so When he went out with girls I could go taggin' along Naggin' if she had a sis maybe could mack a baby hood rat Y'all remember way back then, when it was nineteen eighty-five All the way live, I think I was about ten One of those happy little n***az singin' the blues That be always tryin' to bag with the shag and karate shoes Sayin' "Yo momma black, his momma this, his momma that" Then he get mad and want to scrap We stay mad about, ten minutes then it's like back on the bike To play hide and go get it with the younger hoes by the bungalows Then switch to playin' ding dong ditch, when that gets old and too cold to hack it, threw on a bomber jacket You could tell the ballers 'cause they bell wearin' Gazelles And if they really had money raised be sportin' BK's and, all the girls had they Turkish link If it broke then they made earrings to it, like they meant to do it But, sometimes, I still sit and reminisce Then, think about the years I was raised, back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (What?) (Back in the day) (When?) (Back in the day) I'm still back in the days, but now the year is eighty-seven Eighty-eight that's when my crew and I were in junior high In seventh grade, I hated school wish it'd blown up No doubt I couldn't wait to get out (and be a grownup) But let me finish this reminiscin' and tellin' 'Bout when girls was bellin' tight corduroys like for the boys Basket weaves, Nike Cortez, and footsie socks And eatin' pickles, with tootsie pops And it don't stop, I'm glad 'cause when J.J. Fad hit Supersonic it was kinda like a sport to wear biker shorts Or, to wear jeans and it seemed like the ma**es Of hoochies, had poison airbrushed on they a**es Dudes, had on Nike suits, and the Pumas with The fat laces, 'cause it was either that or K-Swiss I miss those days, and so I pout like a grown jerk Wishin' all I had to do now, was finish homework It's true, you don't realize really what you got til it's gone And I'm not, gonna sing another sad song, but Sometimes I do sit and reminisce then Think about the years I was raised, back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (What?) (Back in the day) (When?) (Back in the day) Well, it's the n***aro, I figure that now I'm all grown up Because I'm eighteen years old, and guess you could say I'm holdin' Down a steady job and crew steady mobbin' You steady bobbin your head and I'm paid, so I got it made But, didn't always have clout, used to live in South Central L.A. That's where I stayed and figured a way out I gave it all I had so for what it's worth I went, from rags to riches which is a drag but now I'm first So Ahmad and The Jones' is on our way up Yup, we said that we was gonna make it since a kid And we finally did, but Sometimes I still sit there reminiscin' Think about the years I was raised, back in the days Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (What?) (Back in the day) (When?) (Back in the day) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (And everybody say) (I remember way back when) (What?) (Back in the day) (When?) (Back in the day) Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Back in the days I got jacked for mines You sound like a white dude "Hey I got jacked for mines!" Aight, aight