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letra de remember when? - marv won

[intro: marv won]
hand 2 hand
so i’ma take it from the top
yeah
yeah, this for everybody (uh)
that miss the old days
old school (remember how it used to be)
journey with me y’all, c’mon
c’mon y’all

[verse 1]
2/4/81 is my date of birth
and since then i done treasured everyday on this earth
i think back on my younger years, ran with my younger peers
we fist fought in the street, you see n0body cared
man i ain’t think about you getting a gun
but if your man had a freeze pop, he was getting you one
it don’t matter if girls dissed you
i remember playing football, my n-gga t y’all used to be artificial
it was tackling on the grass and two hand touching thе streets
where you eithеr had a sonic 6 [?], with a pair of l.a. hikers you sweet
i remember moving from the east to the west, right back to the east
and i ain’t gon’ front the only the time i cried
is when mom hit my backside to [?] after biggie has died
thinking about it now is bringing me pain
everybody here’s your ticket, turn it down with me down memory lane
[hook]
(remember when?) you had to be home before it was dark
(remember when?) you had to meet your little crew at the park
(remember when?) your parents would leave and you sneaking the liquor or take the little girl behind the bushes and kiss her
(remember when?) (you used to stay next door to your man)
(remember when?) (it was cool to settle beef with your hands)
(remember them?) [?], top 10’s and old dough
i might be young but i got an old soul dawg c’mon

[verse 2]
fast-forward a little older now i’m actin’ wild
cutting school, drinking brew, smoking black & mild
getting high and into trouble too
trying to be the neighbourhood gangsta, i got caught and hit with a c.c.w
out here trying to be something i’m not
i’ve seen jail that mean somewhere i’m trying to rot
but it’s a couple cherries out here that i’m trying to pop
my n-ggas is haters i swear they always trying to block
asking the girls who love him best
saying nasty sh-t to them, just trying to touch they chest
and if she let me grab her ass then i’m doing it twice
i mean my crew still shoot hoop but just not as much the dice
we some young man growing up
experimenting with weed and liquor and d-mn near throwing up
our m.o. was talking sh-t and playing ball
i love the present but i miss them days y’all, c’mon
[hook]
(remember when?) you had to be home before it was dark
(remember when?) you had to meet your little crew at the park
(remember when?) your parents would leave and you sneaking the liquor or take the little girl behind the bushes and kiss her
(remember when?) (you used to stay next door to your man)
(remember when?) (it was cool to settle beef with your hands)
(remember them?) [?], top 10’s and old dough
i might be young but i got an old soul dawg c’mon

[outro]
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!

- marv won

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