What Happened to Them Days

Ohh so bad, soo bad

No respect

Yeaaah

What are we going to do?

What happen to them days they gone

When we played outside till the porch light came on

Now you can't get em up out they home

Let alone, come up out they room

Gears of war, Halo, Red Dead Redemption, Xbox or Playstation

On the computer or sex texting, man it's a different generation

Ladies, how you expect a man to make you his misses

When you can't even cook or wash the dishes

Treat your friends betta than you treat ya mama

The one who went through all the drama

Disrespectful hella rude, fucked up attitude

All you do is talk crazy and curse

But when you have yo kids you gone get it three times worse

What happen to them days they gone

When we played outside till the porch came on

What happen to them days... (What happen to em)

What happen to them days... (What happen to em)

When my parents gave me a certain look, I got nervous

But nowadays they call the child protective service

Get on their smart phone and cheat

Run and tell they teacher that they got beat

They feeling get hurt too easy, can't wait to go to prison

They say they hearing me but they ain't listening

Accidentally spilled his drink on him in front of brah the other day

Popped him with the K cause his pride got in the way

Now I don't know what this world is coming to

But they don't wanna fight no mo they wanna shoot

Backed on each other, sneak on each other like a pooch

Spray they face on their shirts and on they back of they suits

Uhh, what happened to them (what happen to em)

Them days are gone (they gone)

What happened to them (what happen to em)

Them days are gone (they gone)

I see most snow than an igloo, more blow than a tissue

Pain hurt and sorrow, my life is a novel

The neighborhood D-Boy was my role model

Wasn't breast feed, drank out the jar not the baby bottle

like Serato, on this Landy not Moscato

Had to walk before I crawl

It's harder to get back up man it's easy to fall

My middle finger yelling out FUCK All Y'ALL

Gotta stay prayed up, please believe it

Please covering me up with the blood of Jesus

My brothas and sistas nephews and nieces and aunties

My parents my mama and daddy uncle cousins and all my love ones

Raised in the mud, in the kingpin

Had to be a hog and good with the hems

And even if you lost and you didn't win

The hood goin respect you (why) cause you fought like a man

No respect, no respect, ain't no respect

No respect, no respect, living in the worst of times

No respect, no respect, ain't no respect

No respect, no respect, what are we gonna do?

No respect

Ooh...

Ain't no respect