Them Days - Sneakbo, Musik Maestro

Born in 92, I was born on my own

No friends, no chicks, no pricey clothes

Named Lickle Bo-Bo, daddy wasn’t around

I grew up on hill with ants from town

No beef them days, it was full in school

Fist fights all the time, no shiny tools

Then I moved to and it was robbery time

Used to rob the DVDs, £100 for a bike

I used to shot it hella live when I the line

With Robbie, that’s my nigga even though that he’s white

I was cool with town niggas like Gords and Deb

They was real bad boys, they had loads of skets

Round '08, fam, I had loads of friends

We was running southside like we bought the ends

Police will never try and stop us when there’s more than 10

Them days won’t be seen again

Them days, them days, remember them days?

When I couldn’t even find my way

They never wanted me to go far

But now them days, them are over, ayy

I went jail for a M, man, I weren’t involved

Summertime in July but the streets were cold

On the 2nd of July I was up in the cell

I were facing mad time, they weren’t giving me bail

Couple months buss case, I was back on the roads

Couldn’t get a fucking job, the wanted me ghost

I don’t wanna sell drugs, feds watching me bro

I fell asleep, had a dream I was doing a show

Since then I said darg, I’mma go hard

Buy a bag of weed, late nights in my yard

I smoke that, write new bars

Lay it down, shoot a vid, then I edit

my darg, he tried to help me come off the strip

He brought me dinner, studio, he gave me faith in this shit

Getting big ready to work

I’m still sinning, they ain’t going to church

Them days won’t be seen again, we’re all grown

Some niggas lifed in jail, some got ghost

Some still shotting the hard, some shot crow

Some ones started to rap, they wan' blow

And these new niggas, new niggas, just new niggas

Can’t come around if these niggas don’t make figures

Can’t play around and laugh the fate, niggas

Smile in your face but hate when you’re winning

I’mma kill em with some new shit, I’m ruthless

Niggas wanna see a movie, I’m shooting

Real nigga in the building, salute him

In here with the new ting, they noticed

I’ve got the crown on my old shit, no hands out

Bought my clothes with my own P, no hand-downs

Got a Roley and this time, no man down

Not a Hollywood nigga, I’m from A Town