Mood - Old Me. Lyrics

I used to hang with the boys 'till it's pitch black
Now we live so far, had to let go
Of my past big dreams I still hold on
All we talk about is our net worth
Every day I'm tryna to be a savage
So I can pay all my bills and my gas fees
I'ma make it I keep it busy
But sometimes I miss the old me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
When we meet up in a flash at late night (late night)
Then we drive thru order three big macs (big macs)
Call up all your friends it's a setup (set up)
For the friend with no girlfriend history
We were free
But with no money
Million stories
Yeah that's the old me
I used to hang with the boys 'till it's pitch black
Now we live so far, had to let go
Of my past big dreams I still hold on
But sometimes I miss the old me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh ooh