Cassidy - Back In The Days lyrics
[Cassidy - Back In The Days 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
Philly where I'm from
But back in the days when I was a young boy
I had fun back in the days
When I was a young boy
I used to love Duck Hunt
I always was a gun boy
But now I got bills, I pay 'em
And here come more
I got one son and I'm about to have one more
These young acting grown ups
And grown acting young boys
If you a old man
What you tryna' act young for?
I know 30 ain't the new 20
I ain't a dumb boy
I did some crimes, and I'mma do some more
I slung raw
And my basement look like a gun store
I get it in, when I was young
I wanted to be grown but now I'm grown
And wish I was a kid again
I used to box and shoot the cow
I was confused as juvenile
I used to vow, but now I'm non-violent
Martin Luther style
Cass got a swag, and I'm kinda cute to smile
Driving ladies crazy
But I'm hood like Coo Coo Cal
I ain't from the projects
But I got it jumping like Mario
Cause I spit fire, King Koopa style
I did better then most kids, I came up
So I try to go and coach kids
Mr cooper style
Tell 'em how I tryna' where
Another suit to trial
Cause that was killing me
I hope y'all feeling me
More money, more problems
More responsibilities
It's like when you humble
You get more hostility (for real)
Some days I just reminisce on my childhood
And wish I could have as much
Fun as a child could
I was wild bad, but turned out wild good
I ain't had a silver spoon
But made sure my child would
I'm a real dad that make sure my child could
Have anything he asks for
N' that feel wild good
We living in a wild world
And I'm from a wild hood
But now I got a wild crib
With more rides then Wildwood
I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish
I was a kid again
Philly where I'm from
But back in the days when I was a young boy
I had fun back in the days
When I was a young boy
I used to love Duck Hunt
I always was a gun boy
But now I got bills, I pay 'em
And here come more
I got one son and I'm about to have one more
These young acting grown ups
And grown acting young boys
If you a old man
What you tryna' act young for?
I know 30 ain't the new 20
I ain't a dumb boy
I did some crimes, and I'mma do some more
I slung raw
And my basement look like a gun store
I get it in, when I was young
I wanted to be grown but now I'm grown
And wish I was a kid again
I used to box and shoot the cow
I was confused as juvenile
I used to vow, but now I'm non-violent
Martin Luther style
Cass got a swag, and I'm kinda cute to smile
Driving ladies crazy
But I'm hood like Coo Coo Cal
I ain't from the projects
But I got it jumping like Mario
Cause I spit fire, King Koopa style
I did better then most kids, I came up
So I try to go and coach kids
Mr cooper style
Tell 'em how I tryna' where
Another suit to trial
Cause that was killing me
I hope y'all feeling me
More money, more problems
More responsibilities
It's like when you humble
You get more hostility (for real)
Some days I just reminisce on my childhood
And wish I could have as much
Fun as a child could
I was wild bad, but turned out wild good
I ain't had a silver spoon
But made sure my child would
I'm a real dad that make sure my child could
Have anything he asks for
N' that feel wild good
We living in a wild world
And I'm from a wild hood
But now I got a wild crib
With more rides then Wildwood