Wild Boyz

At the bar, order another double Way my night is going might just drink the bottle Memory getting fuzzy won't be fun tomorrow But these days I don't worry nothing And I like to give a shout out to the g's from the yike days And shout out to the g's from the 8th grade Times have changed, y'all stayed the same And I still remember like it was just yesterday Young and hopeful Home for curfew Cups of pink or purple Thoughts was turtle Chopped the herbal Man we came full circle Shouldered burdens Making moves as we just jumped the hurdles Consequences but we never listened We some wild boys tripping Double cup sipping Memories from a time when the vibes was different And the time still ticking And I'm still kicking Think I caught a vibe from the shit that I am mixing up Uh, people change like the money do Momma told me son some you win and some you lose Whatever stays then you knew that it was meant for you So I just prayed and I moved onto a new pursuit I stopped resisting And let my labors bear fruition The thoughts persisted But I was having premonitions My spirits brilliance While live inside the simulation Consequences but I never listened We some wild boys tripping Double cup sipping Memories from a time when the vibes was different And the time still ticking And I'm still kicking Think I caught a vibe from the shit that I am mixing up