Lyrics Back in the Day - Nova

Yo
It's N to the O to the V to the A
I used to play, I used to rave
Parlay in a different way from back in the day
Wouldn't trade a new day for an old day back in the day
Yo, yo, yo, yo
N to the O to the V to the A
I used to play, I used to rave
Parlay in a different way from back in the day
Wouldn't trade a new day for an old day back in the day
Yo
N to the O to the V to the A
Ay
Inkke made it mad on this one

I used to get lean on pastures green
Teens from scene, we were plotting a scheme
Had a plan to achieve all our dreams
Got in a bad way with so many creeps
See, I used to believe in my team
Now I screen all the neeks
I used to feel weak
No skirt on the street
Cause they make me feel cheap
Tripping on Arthur's Seat
In the heat in a dream
Coulda taken a leap
Leave my whole damn life in a heap
The man I was with he was peak
Screeds and screeds of habits he would keep
Cider every day of the week
Envy, gluttony and greed
My clique heard the shrieks
Fuck the future was bleak
A shock he received when I needed to bleed
I took back the lead when I chose to leave

Like back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played, parts that I played
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played

Met a man that was like R Kelly
Memories make me feel sick to my belly
Mr Jinxsta the local preddy
Dragged me down when I wasn't ready
I'll diss the cunt like Machine Gun Kelly
Blitz the cunt like organs, jelly
Don't forget about Mikey and Ellie
I'll spit the brunt and I'll make things heavy
Draw my machete and I make them sweaty
Make them walk off the plank like jetty, ay
Instinct misleading me
People misreading me
Fuck boys depleting me
Scheming mistreating me, oi!
I had to get gold, gold
I had to get cold, cold
I had to get old, old
The records I've sold

Like back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played, parts that I played
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played, parts that I played

Crusty clown, trust fund wow
Hits skag now, this small town
Still ain't found why you went down
Yo you make me proud of who I am now
I turn all my failures to payments and cheques
Onstage in a vest I shell in some creps
Stress, sex and aerated texts
Fuck men, that is all I got from them
Haters, traitors and your gyal lef fi dead
Fuck friends, that is all I got from them
They ain't worth a ben or a chunk of phlegm
Or the stinkin shit at the bottom of the Thames
I'm so far ahead can't tell what I might do next
Condemn every breath with the words that I said
Fill them with dread in the depths of their head
Stare in my eyes and they wind up dead, dead

Back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played, parts that I played
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I used to play
I used to rave, I used to rave
Back, back, back in the day
Back, back, back in the day
I made mistakes
Parts that I played, parts that I played
Wouldn't trade a new day for an old day