Ludacris, Fate Wilson, Keon Bryce - Growing Pains lyrics

Okay, I remember the days
High rights, low lefts
Even stevens and fades
Troops, Lottos, and BKs, those was the days
Hi-tec boots spray painted witcha names
T-shirts airbrushed that read the same
Thick herringbone chain
One gold with yo' initial
Harris Photos, group shots, can you remember?
Barry him told his bitch go
To the prom and die
Didn't lie shot his-self in the
Head with the 4-5
When she disobeyed, had North Clayton crazed
Just to reiterate dog those was the days
Fo' the invasions of haters
Man crews from all around
Used to get down at True Flavas
Bumpin Key Lo
Rockin Damage, Cross Colour and Paco
While playboys stepped in talent shows
Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool
Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school
(old school)

We were tryin so hard hard to survive
Cause even though we were young
We had to stay strong
No matter what we went through
It was me and my crew and that's how it went
When we were kids

In 3 months we stayed in Jamestown
Hamwood and Diplomats
Played with Transformers
GI joe's and Thundercats we was lovin' that
Before they started jackin jacks
For notes from Red Oaks had
Folks scared to come through
College Park after dark
Crown Victorias police unmarked cars
Be aware, Wayne Williams was out there
But we ain't care
Kids was gettin stabbed and ditched
Out there too busy playin
Double dare ya touch shorty on the ass
That's a bet want your Kool-Aid and sugar
Smack your hands and say "sweat"
It's mine now place it in
My Louis Vuitton pouch
Thump a nigga on his knuckles
Make him say ouch
Slouch socks, box Chevy Caprice
Hot Niss, cut da whole Disturbin' Tha Peace
Wit no conscience
Broke niggas call 'em non cents no comments
It's Lil' Fate payin homage to College Park

We were tryin so hard hard to survive
Cause even though we were young
We had to stay strong
No matter what we went through
It was me and my crew and that's how it went
When we were kids

I had a Long John but no Silver
No gold or plat i was simply red from the
Years I been holdin' back
With two sides to a book I
Lick stamps and light matches
And set fires in garbage
Pails and cabbage patches
A child of the corn been
Wild since I was born
Climbin' over barbed wire, clothes got torn
Shoes got muddy and my clique turned cruddy
Wherever I go they went they my buddies
I brush teeth, brush naps and calm streets
Dreamin' of Cadillacs
Wood wheels and plush seats
Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats
Macks with no grief and some
Sacks of green leaf when I loaded my cap gun
I was ready for action
Starin' at beer cans and a
Moment to crack one
Wanna hang with the big boys and
Play with the big toys
And be with the people makin
All that got damn noise, man

We were tryin so hard hard to survive
Cause even though we were young
We had to stay strong
No matter what we went through
It was me and my crew and that's how it went
When we were kids