Good Ol’ Days

It's the good ol' days

[Verse 1]
I'm imagining the days when Morleys ain't local
When the past is totaled
And apart from the homies there ain't nobody I spoke to
In 10 years 'cause last time was so emotional
They got hormonal
And said since I got my Grammy I just think I'm so cool
Not boastful but they can see it in my eyes
Now they're hopeful that we can put all that shit behind
And by a boat full of triple Belvederes
And I pick up the check 'cause it'd be odd
If the Rap God didn't appear
And hold you down as we recollect the fresh faced
Smiles and frowns so many years of tears
Don't forget or forgive
But stiffen the upper lip, real Brit
Yet let me not paint a bitter picture
I'll give a better tint
Come in a hit ya
With the forward thinking retrospect
Ain't been able to hold me down yet

[Hook]
In 10 years I'll say these were the good ol' days
5 years ago they were the good ol' days
But don't you wish you knew
Whilst they were happening?
So let's say it's all good today

[Verse 2]
Always thought Daniella was fine
Maybe for another time
Always thought Daniella was fine
Maybe for another time
Yo the good ol' days in Flat 2
Flat 2
Up in Eddington Tower living in a state of coup
D'etat, how you feeling when you walk around campus
Never knocked to the canvas
High stakes like Angus
Cool headed, collected we took it over no mantis
Praying it's Tiger Style for the Gods
Hit the cameras
Laying a freestyle with Mary, Lucy & Fred
Selfies go way deeper than letting loose with a shed
Load of "friends" barely met
2 hours ago
Emphasis on them air quotes
The morning after forget
These some life long bonds
Feel the elements
React within a sec, a compound connect
My Dogg Pound connects
Bouncing to the lectures
I'll see you 2PM for the breakfast
Autumn set us
Up for the Jungle Fever
Chilling in the good ol' days
You can't beat them

[Hook]
In 10 years I'll say these were the good ol' days
5 years ago they were the good ol' days
But don't you wish you knew
Whilst they were happening?
So let's say it's all good today

[Verse 3]
If I die drop the album as a poetry book
Or if already recorded
Make sure you import it
To iTunes plug it so the whole world shook
Appreciate me finally
Know dead artists never rest quietly
Idolized idly
And in 100 years 100 milli for my finest piece
Like I'm Picasso baby
Address the check to the after-life casa baby