Young

Lyrics
Chorus: Sam Ock Look into the past when I was young Feeling about the memories I've come to love Feeling like a grape turned into wine And it will be okay just give it time, give it time Verse 1: J.Han Back in the days on the Boulevard of Dreams I used to kick rocks in my dadda's supreme It was Echo, Sean John, Perry and G. Unit I kicked the mad style so you know I had to do it (hip hop) Rockin with Timbo's the white T to match Man that didn't dance I just pulled up my pants and leaned back Leaned back, leaned back, leaned back, leaned back I hit the Rocaway, I got my Rocawear I wanted 8 gold chains with my outerwear (shabba) I wanted to floss with my wrists, wooo So I went to Target and got a G Shark and a gif I got ketchup stains and I'm pissed whoa Thankfully there's maybe four, maybe five, maybe six It's all thanks to Chance Force thank you to Foot Locker You laced me up and made me feel like a show starter Ooohh Chorus: Sam Ock Look into the past when I was young (I was young) Feeling about the memories I've come to love (come to love) Feeling like a grape turned into wine (into wine, into wine) And it will be okay just give it time, give it time Verse 2: J.Han Alright lemme tell you a story I remember when my cousin gave me his OG's Number 2 Air Jordan's it was back in 03 I was feeling like a king but then he was like "wait yo" "Instead I'ma give you all Black Retro's" I was like "that's cool I'ma wear em in school" Got my classroom buzzing with the aahhs and the ooohs Had my sway brush and my rubber bands Would slay the hornets of the suckers who don't understand Reprimand the dudes who be steppin on your shoes They don't have a clue why you don't waddle like a fool Cuz we don't wanna crease them No, no, no, no we don't wanna crease them (we don't wanna crease them) I tell ya I feel like nobody was dope as me Cuz I'm just so fresh and so clean (so clean) But one day I was humbled then my world came crumbling down My momma threw them out Chorus: Sam Ock Look into the past when I was young (I was young, I was young) Feeling about the memories I've come to love (come to love) Feeling like a grape turned into wine (into wine, into wine) And it will be okay just give it time, give it time
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Credits
- Writers
- J. Han
- Sam Ock