R r rolex and whiskey and Trojans

These kids they all grew up

It's part of the program

Did someone say you could be the one

Hit the curb make a brother swerve

Whip it to the drive

Hit the gas make a moment last

When I was a young boy

Blood sweat and tears were in these streets

And monday's were good days

And I was the king of being me

When I was a young boy

Blood sweat and tears were in these streets

And monday's were good days

And I was the king of being me