Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We was laughing on the curb
With our shoes all scuffed
Same corner, same dreams
Same half-full cup
Now I see it clear
In the rearview glow
These are the good ol' days
We don't know, we don't know
Late bus home
And the night feel thin
Mama told me, "Keep your people"
So I let 'em in
'Cause the money got teeth
And the streets stay cold
But your real ones shine
When the whole world fold
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me close
Don't let it drift
Ain't every day
You get to live like this
Hold me close
Before it slips
I can feel that time
In the back of my fist
[Chorus]
These are the good ol' days
Don't let 'em fade
Keep the true ones close
Keep the real ones saved
These are the good ol' days
Right here, right now
If the streets go cold
We still figure it out
(good ol' days)
(close, close)
(good ol' days)
[Verse 2]
Seen friends chase shine
Then they lost their name
Paper in the wind
Turned love to a game
I don't want that weight
On my chest no more
I want a clean laugh
At a kitchen door
So I call my brother
Just to hear him breathe
I call my sister
When I can't believe
How fast good moments
Turn into a ghost
So I keep my circle
Like I need it most
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold me close
Don't let it drift
Ain't every day
You get to live like this
Hold me close
Before it slips
I can feel that time
In the back of my fist
[Chorus]
These are the good ol' days
Don't let 'em fade
Keep the true ones close
Keep the real ones saved
These are the good ol' days
Right here, right now
If the streets go cold
We still figure it out
(good ol' days)
(close, close)
(good ol' days)
[Bridge]
One day we'll miss this
The mess, the noise
The busted plans
And the borrowed joys
So pull your people in
Let the truth stay near
Love like it's the last one
You might get here
[Final Chorus]
These are the good ol' days
Don't let 'em fade
Keep the true ones close
Keep the real ones saved
These are the good ol' days
Right here, right now
If the streets go cold
We still figure it out
(good ol' days)
(close, close)
(good ol' days)
Details
GeneratedJul 10, 2026
Duration3:21
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rap-funk with a laid-back head-nod swing, dusty live-bass groove, crisp snare pops, and pocketed drum syncopation. Verse rides sparse bass, rim clicks, and wah guitar; pre-chorus strips to voice and clav before the chorus opens with stacked hooks, gang shouts, and short horn hits. Bridge drops to bass and keys, then final chorus lifts with doubled ad-libs, tape flutter, and a warm, punchy mix., funk, somber, rap
Credits
Prompt byMarcusMcGrew357
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A somber song about knowing that you’re in the good ol’ days before they’re gone and keeping the true friends in your life close to you because the streets are cold and the money is evil, rap, funk
