Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Them Days (feat. Musik Maestro), artist - Sneakbo. Date of issue: 25.10.2014
Song language: English
Them Days (feat. Musik Maestro) |
| Born in 92, I was born on my own |
| No friends, no chicks, no pricey clothes |
| Named Lickle Bo-Bo, daddy wasn’t around |
| I grew up on hill with ants from town |
| No beef them days, it was full in school |
| Fist fights all the time, no shiny tools |
| Then I moved to and it was robbery time |
| Used to rob the DVDs, £100 for a bike |
| I used to shot it hella live when I the line |
| With Robbie, that’s my nigga even though that he’s white |
| I was cool with town niggas like Gords and Deb |
| They was real bad boys, they had loads of skets |
| Round '08, fam, I had loads of friends |
| We was running southside like we bought the ends |
| Police will never try and stop us when there’s more than 10 |
| Them days won’t be seen again |
| Them days, them days, remember them days? |
| When I couldn’t even find my way |
| They never wanted me to go far |
| But now them days, them are over, ayy |
| I went jail for a M, man, I weren’t involved |
| Summertime in July but the streets were cold |
| On the 2nd of July I was up in the cell |
| I were facing mad time, they weren’t giving me bail |
| Couple months buss case, I was back on the roads |
| Couldn’t get a fucking job, the wanted me ghost |
| I don’t wanna sell drugs, feds watching me bro |
| I fell asleep, had a dream I was doing a show |
| Since then I said darg, I’mma go hard |
| Buy a bag of weed, late nights in my yard |
| I smoke that, write new bars |
| Lay it down, shoot a vid, then I edit |
| my darg, he tried to help me come off the strip |
| He brought me dinner, studio, he gave me faith in this shit |
| Getting big ready to work |
| I’m still sinning, they ain’t going to church |
| Them days won’t be seen again, we’re all grown |
| Some niggas lifed in jail, some got ghost |
| Some still shotting the hard, some shot crow |
| Some ones started to rap, they wan' blow |
| And these new niggas, new niggas, just new niggas |
| Can’t come around if these niggas don’t make figures |
| Can’t play around and laugh the fate, niggas |
| Smile in your face but hate when you’re winning |
| I’mma kill em with some new shit, I’m ruthless |
| Niggas wanna see a movie, I’m shooting |
| Real nigga in the building, salute him |
| In here with the new ting, they noticed |
| I’ve got the crown on my old shit, no hands out |
| Bought my clothes with my own P, no hand-downs |
| Got a Roley and this time, no man down |
| Not a Hollywood nigga, I’m from A Town |