作词 : J. Han/Sam Ock 作曲 : A June & J Beat/J Beat Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time Back in the days on the boulevards of dreams I used to kick rocks in my Dada Supremes It was Ecko Sean John a pair of G Unit’s I kicks the made styles so you know I had to do it Rocking with my Timbo’s had the white tee to match Man I didn’t dance I just pulled up my pants to lean back lean back I leaned back lean back I hit the roc away I got my Roc A Wear I wanted 8 gold chains with my outerwear shabba I wanted to floss with my wrists So I went to Target got a G Shock in a jiff I got kimchi stains and I’m pissed Thankfully there’s more maybe 5 maybe 6 All thanks to Champs Sports a thank you to FootLocker You laced me up and got me feeling like a show stopper Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time I remember when my cousin gave me his OG’s Number 2 Air Jordans it was back in ‘03 I was feeling like a king but then he was like wait yo Instead I’mma give you all black retros I was like That’s cool I’mma wear them at school I got my classroom buzzing with the aah’s and the ooh’s I had suede brush and my rubberbands to slang the hornets at the suckas who don’t understand reprimand the dudes who keep stepping on your shoes they don’t have a clue why you waddle like a fool cause we don’t wanna crease them we don’t wanna crease them I tell you I felt like nobody was **** as me I’m dressed so fresh so clean but one day I was humbled my world came crumbling down my mama threw them out Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time
作词 : J. Han/Sam Ock 作曲 : A June & J Beat/J Beat Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time Back in the days on the boulevards of dreams I used to kick rocks in my Dada Supremes It was Ecko Sean John a pair of G Unit’s I kicks the made styles so you know I had to do it Rocking with my Timbo’s had the white tee to match Man I didn’t dance I just pulled up my pants to lean back lean back I leaned back lean back I hit the roc away I got my Roc A Wear I wanted 8 gold chains with my outerwear shabba I wanted to floss with my wrists So I went to Target got a G Shock in a jiff I got kimchi stains and I’m pissed Thankfully there’s more maybe 5 maybe 6 All thanks to Champs Sports a thank you to FootLocker You laced me up and got me feeling like a show stopper Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time I remember when my cousin gave me his OG’s Number 2 Air Jordans it was back in ‘03 I was feeling like a king but then he was like wait yo Instead I’mma give you all black retros I was like That’s cool I’mma wear them at school I got my classroom buzzing with the aah’s and the ooh’s I had suede brush and my rubberbands to slang the hornets at the suckas who don’t understand reprimand the dudes who keep stepping on your shoes they don’t have a clue why you waddle like a fool cause we don’t wanna crease them we don’t wanna crease them I tell you I felt like nobody was **** as me I’m dressed so fresh so clean but one day I was humbled my world came crumbling down my mama threw them out Lookin' to the past when I was young Thinkin' 'bout the memories I've come to love Feelin' like a grape turned into wine and it will be okay just give it time give it time
