Young

Lookin' to the past

when I was young

Thinkin' 'bout the memories

I've come to love

Feelin' like a grape turned into wine

and it will be okay

just give it time

give it time

Back in the days

on the boulevards of dreams

I used to kick rocks

in my Dada Supremes

It was Ecko Sean John

a pair of G Unit’s

I kicks the made styles

so you know I had to do it

Rocking with my Timbo’s had

the white tee to match

Man I didn’t dance

I just pulled up my pants

to lean back lean back

I leaned back lean back

I hit the roc away

I got my Roc A Wear

I wanted 8 gold chains

with my outerwear shabba

I wanted to floss

with my wrists

So I went to Target

got a G Shock in a jiff

I got kimchi stains

and I’m pissed

Thankfully there’s more

maybe 5 maybe 6

All thanks to Champs Sports

a thank you to FootLocker

You laced me up

and got me feeling

like a show stopper

Lookin' to the past

when I was young

Thinkin' 'bout the memories

I've come to love

Feelin' like a grape

turned into wine

and it will be okay

just give it time

give it time

I remember when my cousin

gave me his OG’s

Number 2 Air Jordans

it was back in ‘03

I was feeling like a king

but then he was like wait yo

Instead I’mma give you

all black retros

I was like That’s cool

I’mma wear them at school

I got my classroom buzzing

with the aah’s and the ooh’s

I had suede brush

and my rubberbands

to slang the hornets

at the suckas

who don’t understand

reprimand the dudes

who keep stepping

on your shoes

they don’t have a clue

why you waddle like a fool

cause we don’t wanna crease them

we don’t wanna crease them

I tell you

I felt like nobody was **** as me

I’m dressed so fresh so clean

but one day I was humbled

my world came crumbling down

my mama threw them out

Lookin' to the past

when I was young

Thinkin' 'bout the memories

I've come to love

Feelin' like a grape

turned into wine

and it will be okay

just give it time

give it time