“Better Days (Feat. Mike Bama)” lyrics:
I remember better days
I remember better days
And all the good times we had
I remember better days, with the whole crew together
Doing whatever, before we ever parted ways
Nowadays, I look around, and I wonder how
We allowed things to get the way that they are now
I can’t explain how we’ve fallen so far
It’s all so bizarre but I guess that’s just how people are
We gotta back to good times with good friends
Like back in the woods, the party that never ends
Like when we lit that bonfire burning higher and brighter
The all-nighter wouldn’t quit, like a prize fighter
The firefighters coming out, when they saw the glow
Burning over the trees, like an aurora borealis show
They let us go, no lie, never understood why
They said keep it under control, and waved goodbye
Through the years I hope the memories won’t fade
Cuz their times that made me the man that I am today
I remember better days
I remember when times weren’t so bad
I remember better days
And all of the good times we had
America the great, land of the beautiful
They tempting their fate, it’s bout to be a funeral
Country boys don’t play, watch what I’m a do to ya
In every single state, going crazy like a Super Bowl
Always acting wild, such a bad ass child
Bad grades, throwing fades, coming home with a smile
Swearing up and down I’m just as shocked as you are
Don’t know why I got an F on my report card
I don’t want to point a finger but the system is fucked
Ask a kid the truth and they’ll tell you that it sucked
Compliment a women she might take it wrong
Then I’m doing 3 to 5, man fuck being grown
It’s a much different world, then when I grew up
Back then you were allowed to screw up
Don’t do it again, learn from your mistakes
Man, I sure can remember better days
I remember better days
I remember when times weren’t so bad
I remember better days
And all of the good times we had
I remember riding ’round, 4-feet off the ground
Truck the biggest one in town, made the loudest sound
So we threw it down every time someone come around
Pop the hood son, what’s good? boy you’re going down
After that we’d be good, burn some wood that we found
Watch the flames kiss the sky, pass the apple pie shine around
I’m flying now, I’m so high, I can’t even frown
But I still remember better days, let me break it down
I remember skipping class, gone fishing
Sneaking out the parking lot like an impossible mission
And wishing that every day could be that fun
We kept the line in the whole time til we lost the sun
Replaced all the beers in our cooler with catfish
And that is one of my best memories and I wish
My kids enjoy life in the same ways
And one day, they’ll say, I remember better days
I remember better days
I remember when times weren’t so bad
I remember better days
And all of the good times we had
I remember better days
And all of the good times we had