Back In The Days (Explicit)

So sick of the color TV

Leave a message nigga never find me

Im so bored Im torn

Drive away

Count the guts on the dashboard

In my head you know I never sleep

Bling and black diamonds on a rosary

Im so bored Im torn

Numbers up wake me up

Wheres my passport

Searching cause I want more

Searching cause I want more

Take me back to 94

Ill rewind to the times

I see your faces

Our safe spaces

Were stuck in the day

Back in the day

And times keep changing

Im still chasing those

Back in the days

Back in the days

So sick of the cellular fiends

Leave a DM upon my broken screen

Im so bored Im torn

Fly away

Count my charts on your billboards

In my bed you know it dont impress me

Chasing all this fame thats

On your pocket screens

Im so bored Im torn

Flag away another cab to the airport

I see your faces

Our safe spaces

Were stuck in the day

Back in the day

And times keep changing

Im still chasing those

Back in the days

Back in the days

It seems like yesterday

We played more meaningful ways

Meaningful ways

I see your faces

Our safe spaces

Were stuck in the day

Back in the day

And times keep changing

Im still chasing those

Back in the days

Back in the days

Searching cause I want more

Take me back to 94

Were back in the day

Back in the day

1990

1990

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