Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Major danger in living in the past,
Realization hit, old me faded fast,
Casting Idris to play me, watch the scene,
Repercussions, yeah, I can only blame me,

Eighteen, South London boy with a dream,
With a team, but we split, chasing better things,
University life, grants and bursaries,
Watching my niece, that’s a major win, see?

Tailored sins, a closet full of past,
Atmosphere dark, these shadows gotta clash,
Coming to terms with the laughs and the jabs,
Placed at the back while these youngins just stab,


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Advanced the age, but I’m still chasin’ dreams,
P’s from the pain built within, it seems,
Disengaged from the grind, lost in the wheel,
Doubted my skills, shit, how does it feel?

Disregarded the till, coping mechanisms still,
Operating, like I’m sippin’ on that thrill,
Can’t travel back, but wanna ride this saddle,
Mind’s muddled, life brings the damn battle,


Reminiscing bars, where we did them doubles,
Grown now, no cuddles, just a life full of troubles,
Strugglin’ to eat while gettin’ berated,
[This corporate hustle got me feelin' so jaded,]


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Gotta shake the past, no time for the toss,
Future’s waitin’, can’t afford to get lost,
So I hustle hard, like a motherfucka, see?
Living in my truth, 'cause I’m still me,
[Still eighteen vibes, yeah, that’s the scheme.]


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Major danger in living in the past,
Realization hit, old me faded fast,
Casting Idris to play me, watch the scene,
Repercussions, yeah, I can only blame me,

Eighteen, South London boy with a dream,
With a team, but we split, chasing better things,
University life, grants and bursaries,
Watching my niece, that’s a major win, see?

Tailored sins, a closet full of past,
Atmosphere dark, these shadows gotta clash,
Coming to terms with the laughs and the jabs,
Placed at the back while these youngins just stab,


Operating, like I'm still eighteen,
I been operating like I'm still a teen,
Kingston bars with Haks and Eugene,
Those days we raved with great tings,


Advanced the age, but I’m still chasin’ dreams,
P’s from the pain built within, it seems,
Disengaged from the grind, lost in the wheel,
Doubted my skills, shit, how does it feel?


The Jacksons

03 - Gotta be that way

Central Coast Clique - World Of The Wicked

N.O.H. Mafia - Now They Wanna Jock

Just a old mix I did a couple years back. 
Its been a while since I've played it.

Evil-Loc - 40 Days And 40 Nights

G-Funk Classics 2