Follow me baby
I remember growin' up in my hood
With niggaz that had the same dream
Where everybody had a hustle Just a different theme When getting money was the real world motive
If it wasn't then we probably wouldn't smoke it
Back in the days when being fly was the only friend
So we can bag a bunch of bitches from the building staff With big chains and _____ was all we played I really miss it
It's crazy how times live
And I'll be chunking
My granny used to wonder why I never made home by supper in the summer
Back in the days
Follow me baby
I wish that I could bring the ‘90s back
Bring the ‘90s back
Back in the days
Now I'm not a kid anymore
Back in the days I wish that I could bring the ‘90s back
Bring the ‘90s back I sit and think about the shit we used to do
And we were in the crew and at school
Except for 2
When I' m makin' thru I'm really feeling blessed to be here
A lot of my niggaz died I wish that the rest could be here
Like back in the days
When I was crashin' hard on this girl called Tamika
She had to keep the stash cause I couldn't bring the word
When we wake up, we sneaked up
Me and momma used to get high in front of my nanna
That was all fine
Watching my niggaz shoot the cello and heroes
Until the cops came and we rolled
Back in the days
Now I'm not a kid anymore
Back in the days I wish that I could bring the ‘90s back
Bring the ‘90s back
Back in the days
Now I'm not a kid anymore
Back in the days I wish that I could bring the ‘90s back
Bring the ‘90s back