Wit no conscience, broke niggaz call 'em nonsense
No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew
It's mine now place it in my Louis Vuitton pouch
When she disobeyed, had North Clayton crazed
Shoes got muddy and my click turned cruddy
No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew
No comments, it's Lil' Fate payin homage to College Park
Slouch socks, box Chevy Caprice
'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong
Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school
Hot Niss, cut da whole Disturbin' Tha Peace
And that's how it went when we were kids
Want your Kool-Aid and sugar, smack your hands and say "sweat"
We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive
College Park after dark, Crown Victorias police unmarked cars
'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong
Okay, I remember the days, high rights, low lefts
And that's how it went when we were kids
Fo' the invasions of haters, man crews from all around
Harris Photos, group shots, can you remember?
Even Stevens and fades, troops, Lottos, and B K's
When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for action
For notes from Red Oaks had folks scared to come through
Thick herringbone chain, one gold with yo' initial
And that's how it went when we were kids
I was simply red from the years, I been holdin' back
used to get down at True Flavas, bumpin' Key Lo
While playboys stepped in talent shows
Climbin' over barbed wire, clothes got torn
And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches
'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong
Didn't lie shot his-self in the head with the 4-5
'Cause even though we were young, we had to stay strong
Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats
No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew
Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys
We was lovin' that before they started jackin' jacks
In 3 months we stayed in Jamestown, Hamwood and Diplomats
A child of the corn been wild since I was born
Double dare ya touch shorty on the ass, that's a bet
Publishers: EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., IRVING MUSIC INC
And that's how it went when we were kids
Kids was gettin' stabbed and ditched out there too busy playin'
We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive
I had a Long John but no Silver, no gold or plat
I brush teeth, brush naps and calm streets
Just to reiterate dog those was the days
Be aware, Wayne Williams was out there, but we ain't care
We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive
Played with Transformers, G.I. Joe's and Thundercats
Starin' at beer cans and a moment to crack one
Songwriters: William Bell, Chris Bridges, P Franci, Booker Jones, Arbie Wilson
Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf
Thump a nigga on his knuckles make him say “Ouch”
Those was the days, high tech boots spray painted witcha names
T-shirts airbrushed that read the same
With two sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches
Rockin' Damage, Cross Colour and Paco
No matter what we went through, it was me and my crew
We were tryin' so hard, hard to survive
Dreamin' of Cadillacs, wood wheels and plush seats
Prom night, tux and Kangol was so cool
Barry him told his bitch go to the prom and die
(Old school)
Wherever I go they went they my buddies
And be with the people makin' all that got damn noise, man