I I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and the street on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all with the girl I like that she claims she's freak It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be to see
Rise and get up off my ass and mash for cash No to procrastinate Yeah, I'd drink a 40 but that have to wait I write a bucket it's kinda of but I blast the base On the road for the pros we in The block used to be but they snowed it in Now the junk is great for the dollar menu That's he said, but the rock is what he really into Gave him a dollar anyway, who knows Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new Could we all go and through it, no matter how you it Slice it, cut it, bring it back or it Hot as ever but I'm cooling it ah They see never works on my window, Not worry, kids will reset the days, good lord I used to run in places sometimes
Sometimes I I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and down the on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see
Grandma Annie on the go, cooking in the kitchen good for my soul G.I. Joes on a her room flow It seems like yesterday, but she so long a go, good heavens I wanna go to but ain't no good reverends She probably down on me cause I know better But I on, searching for some cush on To pay the busing responsibilities that I Not a pot to piss in a tree to on, the devil come around too much I'm get going But it's hard to get off when you get on I brought my on this wax nobody listens songs So I cruise, me and my blues Looking at the world through my broken rear Not worry, cause I pray for better days, reminiscence good lord how I used to run in sometimes
I wish I was a kid again, Running with and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with a girl i like and she she's freak straight I could neva go back, I would neva go back, but it would be cool to see
Mrs. Linnie in her garden My brother his son and his The rap befo i was spittin Back when Pac and Biggie was ooh ooh it would be to go back but now we at with no regrets i'm waiting on whats next
I I was a kid again, with my friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with the I like and she claims she's freak It's straight I would neva go back, I could go back, but it would be cool to see.