This what God feel like, yeah Laughing to the bank like aha, yeah Flex on swole like aha, yeah You feel some type of way then, aha, yeah Yeah (this what God feel like) Ever since a young man All I want to be was a gunman Shooting up the charts, better

Ooh wee (Ooh, ooh) Send me an emoji, let me know how you feel Send me an emoji-ji-ji (Hey) I was young, we were growing up Yeah, I know but I don't know enough I know it’s late, just got back from work You don't have to put it into words One more glass

Glory days, glory days Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days well they'll pass you by Well alright oo yeah Well alright come on now I had a friend was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speed ball by you Make

You are, the only exception When I was younger I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind He broke his own heart And I watched As he tried to reassemble it And my momma swore That she would never let herself forget

But what I am certain What is enough Is just to remember that once, once I was loved I don't remember When I was young I don't recall the day when I first saw the sun I still surrender To troubles unknown No use pretending all the troubles ain't my own

And he didn't even know your name Young men come and young men go But life goes on just the same All day long he was fighting for you And I don't know why Why do we keep holding on I don't know why Pretending to be oh so strong

Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now Crimson flames tied through my ears, rollin' high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps "We'll meet on edges, soon," said I, proud 'neath heated brow

Wanna way out Ghetto walkin' (Ghetto walkin') Streets to find me (Streets to find me) Devil's watching (Devil's watching) They can't hold me down When I was young Nobody told me, don't fall for traps Good will hunt it Now I'm old, in this game

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

You are the only exception When I was younger I saw my daddy cry And curse at the wind He broke his own heart As I watched As he tried to re-assemble it And my momma swore She would never let herself forget