Back In The Daze - Demrick

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

Fourteen years old, babysitting when my phone rang

My partner on the other side, he talk about «let's go man»

We headed out to New York, shit’s a whole different domain

Put our rap shit on the fast track, get up out the slow lane

So we stole a whip from this chick and caught her name, and a cheque book

We should’ve been in classes reading textbooks

But we tired of being patient, sick of waiting for that next look

And my partner just got juvenile life over a left hook

So we riding down the 90 East headed for The Bronx, no turning back now

I’m nervous as fuck, but I can’t back down

Can’t let these older niggas view me like I’m a clown

Plus we all rap so this some shit that I can jot down

Four days later we in the mega of this rap shit

New York lights shining bright, never would’ve imagined what happened next

My partner got bagged for them bad cheques

His PM left our shit out on the step

I’m fucking stressed

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

I’m at the pay phone calling mom’s collect, I hope she accept

I got myself into this mess, now I’m full of regret

I ain’t even tell her that I left

I know she stressed and upset

And get me this ticket back home but put her further in debt

I’m in the Grand Central Station pacing, waiting for the Greyhound

Mom’s couldn’t by a ticket to Spokane so I’m on my way down

To North Carolina where my aunt and uncle resign

They told me they sicken tired of me being a fucking liar

And how my mom’s a fighter, she raised three kids on her own

And if I think that I’m wrong, they ‘gon do this all alone

So they tore up the plane ticket that my auntie just bought me

This a defining moment birthing all the lessons they taught me

My uncle told me «stop fucking with those knuckleheads.

You a good kid but you

getting in trouble instead.

You should be focusing on your music if you really

want to do it.

I was a DJ back in my day.

You got to prove it

So take this bus ride for 11 days

Peanut butter, jelly, loaf of bread, but not a dollar to your name.»

Shit

I realized actions could inflict pain

Especially to those that love you

You know, the ones that put no one above you

The message is go for what you dream for

It’s risk first, reward

Even teachers once was student before

And you could have anything you reach for

Life’s a stranger ‘til you figure out what you ‘gon meet for

For real

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

Back in the day, growing up so much I couldn’t afford

I wanted more from this crazy world we’re living in

Ran through with my lights out

So don’t you criticize my lifestyle

Man recording this song is a trip

Thinking back to the situation and where I was thinking at the time

I was fucking trippin'

Just out here trying to get it, I don’t even know how or, what I was really

doing

I’ve already apologized but I’m sorry for that shit

Look at me now, living my dream

R.I.P.

to my uncle Curtis

He always believed it was possible

Showing me that tough love, you know?

Shit you be mad about then, but the man it made me now, I know it’s worth it