Old Days (Remix)

Me and my siblings we just be talking on the phone man We tryna figure out what we gon do in this life, and what this future holds for us And I always make sure to tell em I love em Because I don't know how much time we got left on the earth Wake up in the morning, smoke a blunt to start the day I guess that you can say that's how I numb and ease the pain Momma said I needed help, Ian have the strength to say I'm hurt momma I'm trying but they playing in my face These women say they love me, but I know it's not the case A lot of people fake support this shit feel like a race I wanna make a million cash I'm making it my place A lot of people say I'm nonchalant I value space Waking up at 12AM because you on your own Don't know what's going on but I just listen on the phone These not a lot of people that won't leave you here alone We all pick and choose our battles but I choose to pick my own Now I'm 18 and I'm still be thinking dreaming is insane I know the streets ain't for me, now it's time to change my ways See I was raised up in a city where it's all to gain A lot of niggas in the trenches without little faith The reaper took my friends but as the instrument the hand I heard the news and started breaking down where do I stand I swear it had my stomach turning, something I should add It got me preaching mental health, my nephew lost his dad Wow wow Why are we here, I know I got a chance just give me some years Wow wow I'm seeing the tears, why people gotta die every time I'm here 8 times I saw them heaven gates, how am I still alive I swear that really be sum shit that boost a nigga pride Don't ever touch those drugs it ain't a good time You better watch yo homie or it's goodnight Signed into the rehab for the 30s I's abusing Just popped a 60 now I'm walking round here clueless My heart beating so fast that I think it's skipping duces Might need to pace the way I'm making all this music My family know that I'ma shake sum, I stand on it Like f*ck the games, we all bout business charge a grand for it I know they tried to feel the lyrics on my last chorus You see my soul been crying out, won't bet my last for it Man ain't none of this shit organized no more Niggas out here just dissin whoever for whatever bro Ain't nothing going on with these street niggas I miss the old streets The old streets where you had a OG that would watch over y'all And make sure y'all doing things right, you know But now it's just about the media, it ain't bout the streets And I realized that I didn't wanna be a part of that So I'm sticking to this music and whatever I'm doing And I gotta keep this money on my mind