Moretime Productions - I Miss lyrics

[Intro:] Let's go back You can come with me Cause we all got a place in the past That we like to go sometimes I'm a share ya mines [Verse 1:] When life was real simple man I miss those days When it wasn't all about bills and tryna get paid Free as a young bird, remember that great age When all you had to do was go to school and make the grades My momma brought me every new toy that came out And we all congregated at my grandmother's house And when she tell ya 'stop running in and out' that's what she mean And the only job you had was too keep your room clean But soon things got deeper developed romances And getting phone numbers and slow dragging at dances And ya potna's roll with'cha right or wrong, clean or dirty If you curfew was at 10 you beg for 10: 30 You was considered cool if your game ran smooth And dude got ranked outta the schools for fake name brand shoes And it was always funny as long as it's not you Even through the tough times ungrateful I got through [Hook:] When we was young and the only thing we did was laugh and play (Laugh and play) Making music hanging out in the hood just to pa** the day (Just to pa** the day, c'mon) We didn't always have a lot of money but that's ok Cause we was cool just as long as our hands had a place to lay (Guess what) I miss those times [Verse 2:] My first talent shows and my high school crushes Liking the girls so much I would catch 2 buses But the times spend with em is well worth the odyssey And the goodnight kiss was just like hitting the lottery Coming back around your homeboys high-capping And lying like a dog when they ask ya what happened My homies in my hood is where I got my sk** from When it was my turn to swing I was nervous but still swung Connect to those memories constantly gilding through me I miss Saturday morning cartoons and karate movies And rapping on the street corners battling everyday With MC Ice, GT, Prepped J, and Rapper K Who win at playing football? I love those times And hanging out with Guy, Mark, Hopie, Michael, and Brian And walking Sterling hallways I always miss So let's get Metter green 84 through 86 [Hook] [Verse 3:] I miss Club Boomerang, hanging and chillin' out And mobbing on Roseneath at LV's house The whole crew was chillin' my spot was the headquarters And not the kind of place you want your sister or your daughter Me and Z, KO, and AC Chill remember this? Having video games wars on Sega Genesis Shooting ball at McGregor Park back when it was poppin' When X-Men had the rock, nobody could stop em And me and Gangsta NIP we stayed in battle mode And me and Tech DV8's [?] was on the road Young Felon and Brain-dead, we hung like that And my homie Murder One, Wreek and Klondike Kat And Dope-E and Point Blank and PSK I thought them days would last forever now they gone away Cause everybody got families now and green to stack Still I wish I could rewind the tape and bring it back, c'mon [Hook]