To the summer days that are gone, that are fading
Got the window down, air waving
To the better days, to the simple times
Where every single song's in C major
Back when I felt like a teenager
Drinking every night to get faded
Signed to my very first label
Forever gonna be a Specktator
I wouldn't take it back, no no no no
(Wouldn't take it back, wouldn't take it back)
(Wouldn't take it back, wouldn't take it back)
So here's to the better days, oh no no no
(Wouldn't take it back, wouldn't take it back)
(Wouldn't take it back, wouldn't take it back)
Yeah
Here's to the good times before it all changed
Nobody listened; Now it's 20 million plays
What you say? Ayy, 20 million plays
Homie, what the fuck? I won't ever be the same
Man that's crazy, "17" made me
"Way Up" was insane
"Northside" fucking saved me
Then it really happened
Me, just enjoying myself
Dropped an album, that's a mood
Everybody fucking felt
So here's to the better days, baby, oh
Here's to the good times, oh-oh-oh
Here's to the better days, the better days (Hah)
Here's to the good times, good times, good times, good times
