Those Day$ (feat. C Profit, Jules Burn & Cartier Cody) Video (MV)

I remember those days I use to kick it with the fam, with the fam yeah everything was all good
I remember those days I use to chill with my ni****, with my ni**** yeah always up to no good
I remember those days I use to kick it with the fam, with the fam yeah everything was all good
I remember those days I use to chill with my ni****, with my ni**** yeah always up to no good

You ain't never had to get it out the mud
Was a youngin' when I learned that I could earn it off of drugs
Time to get a free pack, put that burner the plug
Started off throwing hands, but now we playing with them guns
It ain't never been issue boy, I better get my funds
Or it bullets threw your lungs, what you think this toolie does
I don't really trust, politics be over love
If it's in the first degree then you better have some gloves
And honestly there is no stoping me
And logically you are just not built to come and rock with me
Obviously you are not in my league
If it's not bout no cheese, then it's nonsense to me
If you want me to be somewhere pay up the fee
Me no go there for free, what you think this sh** be
Just look up my name blood profit is thee one
Who hopped in the game youngin' popped on the beat

Ima hoodlum, wita back wood um
Ima smoke till I go, dum dum dum
When I don't I don't know, I just wanna numb
Sh** he gotta gun, run run run run
Slum alum, slum alum
Live this life till I'm fu***** done
Run it up
This the life I choo-se
The f*ck you got to loo-se
My life, already lost that
Trigger on my brain
I don't aim, I just cock back
When I talk back, my talk slap
Ya bish call back, she on call block
I don't call thots, only f*ck wit fam and the day ones
Lil boys act hard I don't play guns
Throw hands like a man bish say some'm
Ohh your day comin'

I remember those days I use to kick it with the fam, with the fam yeah everything was all good
I remember those days I use to chill with my ni****, with my ni**** yeah always up to no good
I remember those days I use to kick it with the fam, with the fam yeah everything was all good
I remember those days I use to chill with my ni****, with my ni**** yeah always up to no good

Back in the day we used to fake stunt, rocking those fake gold chains
Remember that? Them was the days duh?
Before we ever touched some real money
I touched down on the the block
Heard they way looking for me
They told me fake it till you make it, yeah I lived that sh**
Peep the jewelry now there's diamonds all up on this bi***
Came along way from the days, I couldn't save a cent
See now I'm stacking up my bread, I think its evident
They call me Cartier she think I'm the best around
Told the bitch to leave me lone, see I'm still gutta now
Love ain't my focus baby, but you gone realize that
When I'm biting on ya neck, and hit it from the back
Bet you stutter when I pull up, a star and I don't give a f*ck
Ya body looking nice, lemme see what ya game like hun
This Sacramento, so the game ima bless you with
Pulling paper outta pockets now, that's real hustler shit

Realizing those days ain't the same
$hhmanny aka dont speak on my name
Got my degree it's some real BS
I'm grinding everyday so I can be thee best
I miss those summer days as kid,
Never regretted anything I ever did
It was easy, go to school and get good grades
Then in the summer time chillax in the shade
Got a little older, got into sports
Those hot ass summer days were the worse
Hell week, practice twice a day
Happy because it kept me off the streets twice a day
Summer days turned into summer nights
Shout out to my boy Jose Soto
Day one, you already know though