Remember when we still had easy money?
I even used to wanna wake up early
And never was hungover, sick or thirsty
Cut class, get a couple 40s and a bus pass
Shorty that adore me, I aint good at making love last
But Ima run the city, and Im trying to take you wit me
We could kick it in the park, sharing laughs, being giddy
We dont ever wanna go home, happiness a stones throw
Birds of a feather, we dont gotta fly solo
We was like the regulars at places that you dont go
We never did associate with those who had no code
Look into a better dream, said we wanted everything
Tryna wrap our minds around a vision we had never seen
Americano pie, everybody trying to get a piece
Wonder if you know how much you meant to me?
Throwback Thursday
Remember when we still had easy money?
I even used to wanna wake up early
And never was hungover, sick or thirsty, yeah
Throwback Thursday
Nobody was fucking on the first date
But it was still good to have a birthday
I miss that
Throwback Thursday, Thursday
I had a dream that Im back in eighth grade
And walking home past the Citgo station
Im eating SweeTARTS I had a sweetheart
I had the gang, we went to the theme park
I dont just miss it, no, Im still in it
Dont get it twisted, its a condition
I think of shit and I just start wishing
The acids hitting while Im paying tickets and
Oh no, oh no, its still such a lonely road
One day well all be old
Then well die alone
Throwback Thursday
Nobody was fucking on the first date
But it was still good to have a birthday
I miss that
Throwback Thursday, Thursday
Thursday I met you Thursday
You gave me head and the pussy too
I swear I never hit a lick without you I never hit a lick without you
All I do is spend it, yeah, they crying bout you
Tryna control me like Im locked in the room
Yeah, I bet that theyll spend their money on my tunes
I never talking down on me, wish not I lose wish not I lose
Big L for everyone, like Im saying, Fuck you
Hey, when did someone got a little weed?
You aint even big dog, thats bullshit
Big ass diamond, bitch, Im cooling
Start roam bout me, bitch, you trollin
Throwback Thursday
Remember when we still had easy money?
I even used to wanna wake up early
And never was hungover, sick or thirsty, yeah
Throwback Thursday
Nobody was fucking on the first date
But it was still good to have a birthday
I miss that
Throwback Thursday, Thursday