Say you remember that shit?Talkin' 'bout them days niggaWhere we pull up nigga stay-flo starched downPants standing up on theyself (I pray they take me back)Big ass nugget mothafuckin' earrings (I pray they take me back)Fake ass gold chains nigga fake (I pray they take me back)Mothafuckin golds in our mouths (I pray they take me back)We the coolest niggas on earth mane, Starter jackets (I pray they take me back)Gummies, flat tops (I pray they take me back)Nigga remember all that shit mane (I pray they take me back)Couldn't tell me shit in my mothafuckin' life (I pray they take me back)Late nights sweet talkin' on the mothafuckin' phoneThinkin we muhfuckin R&B stars an' shitAnd ya ass had to beat that curfewOr ya ass was gettin a ass woopin nigga (yeah)Thinkin' bout them early days like "What the fuck I did with life?"Funny how fast time'll past and make you pray to live it twiceOveralls and British KnightsSpray painted the Huffy bikeJust to ride the block like I'm the shit pull up on something niceShe was wearing daisy dukes finger waves and hoopsinsBaskets from the grocery store just to shoot some hoops inCorner store passing up them old niggas under the treesYelling out look out but I keep going its 90Hoping ain't no dogs looseMight just have to switch routesPlus I want my kool cupShe better not be sold outGun be lookin' wop sided, leanin' like its fallin' overGrease fallin on my shoulderStill I feel cool like the polar(I pray they take me back)I was playa though(I pray they take me back)Days like that made me who the fuck I am man(I pray they take me back)I remember mothafuckin me an' boss stepping outJay'ton ain't old enough to come out so he gotta stay at the cribMadder than a mothafucka(I pray they take me back)Nigga used to pull up at the skating ring niggaNigga any mothafuckin' broad we want nigga we gon' shoot our shotLord knows prolly ain't get them hoes anyway but fuck it(Check it)Doing things we had no businessHad me feeling like a menaceHopping over gates and nigga knocking running like a scrimmageSomewhere in and out my granny house she yelling close the doorSoon as she flip out and get that switch, oh shit its time to goWhat you knowOlder brother on his way to juvenileJackin' cars begging them to ride but I was just a childAll I knew was a lot of laws, movies had us running wildGold tooth, open face, I wanted it just to smileCouldn't get it, hit Beauty Supply and got the fake insteadPager on my waist and stolen candy tryna make some breadStole my partna daddy gun bet no one go'n take my shoesAll about respect I knew to make a move or stay confused(I pray they take me back)I'm talkin' 'bout them Stadium Bowl days niggaRound that time nigga nigga seen Menace to Society, Boyz 'n the Hood niggaErythang Dickie down niggaYou'd have thought we were the biggest mothafuckin' gangstas in the cityI love that shit though manThem the mothafuckin' days manI can't tell about all this new shit going on right nowBut I remember what the fuck we had going on back thenRemember them mothafuckin' Rolex bannersYoung nigga diggin', you knew him, crazy lil' mothafucker thoughMotherfuckin' brother nigga, I ain't forgot this shit