The Days

(Brandon Casilio)

Taking a look back on life with an old school beat.

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I take the days that I never remember I take 'em all apart and then I put 'em back together Cause time disappears while I'm running up the ladder Looking in the mirror thinking I deserve better Oh wait, I'm living my dreams Got the keys to the Porsche by the age of 19 My Dutch is always rolled with my homegrown weed These women always coming, they begging, they pleading We used to ride our bikes, we played outside No cell phone, we stayed up all night No credit card and no bank account We didn't really know what this life was about Never did I think in my wildest dreams I'd be sitting here today and rolling up my trees Taking notes from the best in the league Spreading the word like it's a fucking disease I think back to my childhood When every day was long XXX XXXXXXXXXX XXX XXXX XXX X XXXX XXX XXXX XXXXXXX X XXXXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXX XXXXXX XXX XXXXXX XXXXXXXXXX XX XXXX XXX XX XXXX X XXXXXX XXXX XXXX XXXXX X XXXXXX XXXXXX XXXXX XX X XXX XXXX XXXX X XXXXX XX XX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXX XXXX XXXXX X XXXXX XX X XXX XXXX XXXX X XXXXX XX XX XXXX XXXXX XXXXX XX XXX XXX XXX XXXX XXXXX X XXXXX

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