Yeah trailblaza production, once again reppin'
This goes out to the cities, all the hoods
If you got love, and I know you do
You gonna feel me on this track, it goes...
Chorus
Back when I was young
I remember when we
Used to play, fool around
Now it's all gone
Mom and dad would say
Don't be home too late
Oh lord, I wish, I was a kid again
Verse 1
All my homies, my cronies
And all the fakies and phonies
Right from the school to the police
Made me today as you know me
So I
Gotta give it up for everybah
Gotta give it up for people now
Gotta give it up for all of y'all who saw me as a superstar
That's you ma, that's you dad
If you ask, I'll give all that I have
Cause you have, done just that
Remember basketball school friends and my sisters
This here goes out to all you reminisces
Chorus
Back when I was young
Used to play, used to play, used to play,
Fool around, now it's all gone
Verse 2 (translated from Spanish)
I also have my story when I was kid
The hood, the parties, the clothes, the weed
Always trying to hook up with different girls jeje
My shoes were broke; I was one of those kids that went to rob in rich neighbourhoods
My mom and daddy always tell me to go to school naimi
You have to be a doctor, or something else it's the only way out of the hood.
I escaped many times from the school to go to santerias parties
I love my past even though I miss my homies
My papa and my mom, and my sister and my niece
I miss to play domino in the corner, play basketball in my hood
I always been black, I always been respected coz I always give respect.
Chorus
Back when I was young, growing up wasn't easy
Still I remember it like it was cosby
I know there were some really bad times
No, no, no they never cross my mind
Back when I was young
Used to play, used to play, used to play,
Fool around, now it's all gone
Verse 3
Ey yo, everybody knows ain't no place like home
And even when I'm on tour all roads lead to Rome
My dome, mi casa where everybody got love
From the youth, to the hustlers, to the street corner thugs that holla
"Yoh que pasa papichulo"
Ìaqui manzo no doubt"
I'm from where everybody's happy when the sun comes out
I'm from the city wit the pretty señoritas on the daily
Mini skirt long legs to drive any nigga crazy
The city, where I can smoke my spliffs without stress
God bless, cause anywhere else I'd be under arrest, yes!
I know you're with me I can feel it in the air
Represent your city, cause ain't no place like here, yeah, yeah!
Chorus
I wish I could go back
I could go back to those tender years
Yeah it's KNA
Connecting the past with the present
Cause to know where you're going
You gotta know where you came from
Back when I was young