The Old Days Video (MV)

Take me back to the old days
The old days
When your friend wouldn't turn fake and no shade
Give me that and I'll be ok
Be ok
To the end no I won't change and won't fade
Take me back to the old days
The old days
When your friend wouldn't turn fake and no shade
Give me that and I'll be ok
Be ok
To the end no I won't change and won't fade

Grip
Get a grip on yourself
Get equip
Get it fixed
Get your shit out the mix
Takin' pics
Of yourself
Gettin' flix
On the streets
On the road
Gettin' chips
I need to know bout how I feel and how I fit
My pockets full I'm tryna finally move the sticks
I don't want hear it from yourself and from your chick
You old enough to not be actin' like your six
For me it's not about the money gettin' rich
I'm tryna be with you a promise not a trick
It's either him or either me go take your pick
You takin' him then that's a shot you gone miss
Shot, gone miss
If that's your plan then what is this
What was that bout when u kept sayin' wanna kiss
I'm just gon' speak the facts not tryna throw a diss
Or a fit
I'm overdid yaya
Nah it just ain't the same
We never did thing you wanted outside in the rain
I couldn't shake the feeling it was stuck up in my brain
It wasn't fair to you I feel like I should be ashamed

Take me back to the old days
The old days
When your friend wouldn't turn fake and no shade
Give me that and I'll be ok
Be ok
To the end no I won't change and won't fade
Take me back to the old days
The old days
When your friend wouldn't turn fake and no shade
Give me that and I'll be ok
Be ok
To the end no I won't change and won't fade