Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
2:00, time to head to the playground
What's ironic, most niggas, they don't play now
Nowadays, we all need to keep a strap
A game of Tag, it taught you how to watch your back
In fifth grade, that's when I wrote my first rap
I just smile and I laugh when I'm looking back
Cause in school, I never showed my rap skills
And most people don't know, he can backflip
Life was good, we played by our own rules
We're grown now, and I feel like a damn fool
Got a job, working hard, just to pay bills
Like goddamn, this is what old age is
This is what we waited for, this is the adult life
Every day, new mistakes, how do I adult right
Mama said, you should stay in a child's place
Damn, I should've done what she told me
Sitting back reminiscing on a life I'm really missing
And if for an instance a genie was granting wishes
Without hesitating as he rose from the lamp
I'll look him in the eyes and say
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
3:00, time to head to the school bus
Me, Savanna, and Cekayia, just the three of us
It won't change, y'all always be my best friends
But as I'm writing, I just wish we were some kids again
Y'all remember, I had a total meltdown
Started tripping, people getting out their desks now
I started crying, started biting on my V-neck
Well that's what's happens, they ain't let me play at recess
Now people drinking, we using drugs, Amoxicillin
Back in the day, candy sticks gave the same feeling
Sneaking sips on a beer meant for Uncle Jimmy
When Brain Blast was a quote from that kid Jimmy
Times change, we all like gimme, gimme
I'm so confused, Trudy Proud was never skinny
So what I mean, be careful with the chasing trends
I miss the days when we had a Black President
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
Jaguar - The 90s Lyrics
Jaguar - The 90s Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
2:00, time to head to the playground
What's ironic, most niggas, they don't play now
Nowadays, we all need to keep a strap
A game of Tag, it taught you how to watch your back
In fifth grade, that's when I wrote my first rap
I just smile and I laugh when I'm looking back
Cause in school, I never showed my rap skills
And most people don't know, he can backflip
Life was good, we played by our own rules
We're grown now, and I feel like a damn fool
Got a job, working hard, just to pay bills
Like goddamn, this is what old age is
This is what we waited for, this is the adult life
Every day, new mistakes, how do I adult right
Mama said, you should stay in a child's place
Damn, I should've done what she told me
Sitting back reminiscing on a life I'm really missing
And if for an instance a genie was granting wishes
Without hesitating as he rose from the lamp
I'll look him in the eyes and say
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
3:00, time to head to the school bus
Me, Savanna, and Cekayia, just the three of us
It won't change, y'all always be my best friends
But as I'm writing, I just wish we were some kids again
Y'all remember, I had a total meltdown
Started tripping, people getting out their desks now
I started crying, started biting on my V-neck
Well that's what's happens, they ain't let me play at recess
Now people drinking, we using drugs, Amoxicillin
Back in the day, candy sticks gave the same feeling
Sneaking sips on a beer meant for Uncle Jimmy
When Brain Blast was a quote from that kid Jimmy
Times change, we all like gimme, gimme
I'm so confused, Trudy Proud was never skinny
So what I mean, be careful with the chasing trends
I miss the days when we had a Black President
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
2:00, time to head to the playground
What's ironic, most niggas, they don't play now
Nowadays, we all need to keep a strap
A game of Tag, it taught you how to watch your back
In fifth grade, that's when I wrote my first rap
I just smile and I laugh when I'm looking back
Cause in school, I never showed my rap skills
And most people don't know, he can backflip
Life was good, we played by our own rules
We're grown now, and I feel like a damn fool
Got a job, working hard, just to pay bills
Like goddamn, this is what old age is
This is what we waited for, this is the adult life
Every day, new mistakes, how do I adult right
Mama said, you should stay in a child's place
Damn, I should've done what she told me
Sitting back reminiscing on a life I'm really missing
And if for an instance a genie was granting wishes
Without hesitating as he rose from the lamp
I'll look him in the eyes and say
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
3:00, time to head to the school bus
Me, Savanna, and Cekayia, just the three of us
It won't change, y'all always be my best friends
But as I'm writing, I just wish we were some kids again
Y'all remember, I had a total meltdown
Started tripping, people getting out their desks now
I started crying, started biting on my V-neck
Well that's what's happens, they ain't let me play at recess
Now people drinking, we using drugs, Amoxicillin
Back in the day, candy sticks gave the same feeling
Sneaking sips on a beer meant for Uncle Jimmy
When Brain Blast was a quote from that kid Jimmy
Times change, we all like gimme, gimme
I'm so confused, Trudy Proud was never skinny
So what I mean, be careful with the chasing trends
I miss the days when we had a Black President
Take me back to the old days
I just wanna go back
Take me back to the old ways
When niggas really rap
Take me back to the 90s, the 90s
Writer: Jarrett Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid