Younger Days

By Jetes

Released on March 1, 2018

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Verse 1:

Thinkin' back to my younger days

When it wasn’t bout no Escalade

When it wasn’t bout gettin payed

When it wasn’t bout getting praise

Making songs n getting played

Worrying bout the funds that I gotta make

When it was bout the mess I made in 2nd grade

I know better men that seen worse days

And worse men that seen better days

Why I medicate

Why I dedicate my whole life to this

Now I levitate like Kendrick

It was cereal with my ma and sis

Toss the football wit pops n them

Playin sports to stay outdoors

And breathe the air feel the trees

Hide and seek better not peak

Now I’m climbing a tree that can barely be climbed

Patient see it takes sweet time

If I fall go get back up

Got no back up

It’s just me

In this rap stuff

It was make believe so no bad luck

Now this planets like a bandit

Can’t plan it

Hook:

Slow down

Sit back and breathe

Think 'bout the breeze

Got no real cares

But this music here

And my family

And my memories

Its all I could need

Verse 2:

Don’t got no baby mamma

Can’t be no babys father yet

Still young gotta make the most of it

Rip songs till I see an opening

Then open in...many cities

Got bigger plans than that

Bigger plans need way more fans for that

Gotta make it last

Wish I could

Said know I can

Wish I went back to old days

Old ways

With no stress

All smiles in the sun I rest

Before I rapped before sex

Before checks

Before school

When I knew less

And was so cool

Ignorance is bliss

That’s real shit

I’m happiest

When I got nothin on my mind

When I’m ballin or writin rhymes

The only times I’m right

Feelin right that is

Feelin like I’m big

Feel right for this

Peelin back my skin

Rippin off the mask

Know now I’m better Ye

But is it really about that

Is it really about that

I don’t know

Won’t know I’m still trying

Will they know I had drive then

Will they know I’m not lyin

Won’t know

Won’t know till I’m dying

Hook:

Slow down

Sit back and breathe

Think 'bout the breeze

Got no real cares

But this music here

And my family

And my memories

Its all I could need

Verse 3 ( Vinnie Dewayne )

I been bouncin' state to state like every week

And I cannot train my brain to fall asleep

And I look to god I wish that he don't speak

'cuz the man is yelling hatred in his speech

To the muslim girls that sitting on the MAX

You see that happen how you supposed to act

The girls got up they walked up off the train

Some people stay 'cuz Portland feel ashamed

Full of rage this man reached for his blade

He's shedding light on what we know they think

He's shedding light on what we know they say

Behind the doors I hung across the street

Some people got up and they said it ain't right

Then he pulled his blade out and started stabbing on sight

One man died then another man died got one in the hospital fighting for his life

I pray for muslim girls inside the school they missin' class locked inside their rooms

Their parents feel their option is to move

You can change locations cannot change the news

We gather 'round the candle lightings for

The victims that we lost inside this war

The people came and vandalized the scene they wrote "All Lives Matter" on the ground with chalk

Where we left our flowers sent our prayers to god

They're still gonna find the hatred in their heart

Won't show their face but comment on these blogs

My village chillen trauma from these laws

Set us up like condoms in these drawers

Won't set us free we usin' sin as whore

They killin' us in all kinds of ways

Like chemicals in our cornerstores