lookin for these better daysnhahanyeahni took the timento write all my homeboyz a song and shitnthinkin bout all the good days we all hadnthangs change tho nyou know what im sayinnits all good thonwe gone make it dawgngot me thinkin bout better dayznnsometimes i sit and reminisce about the old dayznsneakin out the house at night just to go playnnever really was stress on our mind bronthe first cigarette i sparked was a malboronnow let rewind time back down to middle schoolnjust a young foolnclass i never attended toonand hated by the principlenand all i needed was just a little helpnthey dont mind helpin everyone elsenwho rather have me expellednso the streets is where i roamnall day night and all day longntimes feel my mind is gonenbut its g cuhz im homencall my dawgz on the phonenask them whats been goin onnhomienits been so long i miss you dawg i miss you toonwith everything i dongot my mind feelin so confusednnow we out non the late nights so highncatchin on the old timez doin drive by'snand you tell everythin has changedneverybody older now and it aint the samenso homie whos to blameneverybody headed in their own waynguess they rather be departednthen together, strivin for a brighter daynits all good homienim still down homienand in my heart i put all my dawgz before menand thats real we gone keep it movinnuntil the real homie gone onnand thats real