I remember back in the days Kangaroos and Troops|After church Sundays, barbecues and hoops|Everybody getting fly just to sit on the block|Seeing the neighborhood stars riding slow in the drops|Airbrush t-shirts with the jeans to match|On every damn corner had some fiends to catch|Fun rec dances, where we tried to hit|In dem new outfits, swearin we was the|Summertime was all love, and we was hitting dem licks|Runnin' from the police giving mama a fit|I swear the best days in life, when we was taking a trip, waiting on grandma to serve a n some grits.|Skippin' school, wit da crew, getting drunk off yack|Smoking blunts back to back, eyes low in the ack|I reminisce on dem days, wishing I could go back|To a much simpler time, before they was murdering blacks||Make it like it was|The way it used to be|When we hung out in dem streets|Casually|Make it like it was|It was easier for me|I know we're able|To make it like it was||Back in the day, my auntie was a Jezebelle|That means she had men over here, and men over there|And all the girls wore ponytails|But now it's lace fronts, walking round with fake t|And fake b|Birds and the Bees|Child please,|We getting our finger stank|Playing in that c smelt like a fish tank|At grandma house, it's kool-aid and pork chops|Summertime bih flip flops and tank tops|We used to get our a whooped with a water hose,|Somebody call the police, Unk done overdosed|That good dope, One sniff bih|It'll bust ya nose|And cuz got them trues and vogues|For them choosing heauxs|Jam Pony, Uncle Luke got em going crazy|Might get ya a whooped, on the way to the candy lady|Back in the day|I just miss it all cuz,|And If I had one wish, I'd make it like it was||Make it like it was|The way it used to be|When we hung out in dem streets|Casually|Make it like it was|It was easier for me|I know we're able|To make it like it was