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back then - pak-man lyrics

[intro * jj esko & pak*man]
back then i was bagging crack in my don’s flat
stack m’s, i don’t really care about a contract
feds running in my yard, i had to flush that
spend a hundred on a car, i can’t cut back

[verse 1 * pak*man]
on the block from the get go with blocks of lego
red leathers, red lobsters, dog’s got a red nose
three thousand red notes made my patek rose
made my head grow, forget all your dead quotes
seen rappers get exposed, been distracted by next hoes
too much fresh clothes, what’s the dress code?
chino and esko, listen when a vet flow
winners don’t quit, don’t slip, get your chest blown
life’s a test, i ain’t always tryna flex
money doesn’t buy respect and i remember being stressed broke
stuck in the hood tryna stretch coke
some make it out, the rest won’t so they best cope
life was a mess, i survived, i feel bless
someone write me a cheque, i’m bout to explode
time to reflect, better mind how you step
cause the only thing that’s promised is death bro
[hook * jj esko & pak*man]
back then i was bagging crack in my don’s flat
slap ten, suttin gotta ring, you won’t come back
stack m’s, i don’t really care about a contract
black benz, pull up and you know that my one’s strapped
feds running in my yard, i had to flush that
f*ck rap, man got the mizzy in the rucksack
spend a hundred on a car, i can’t cut back
trust akh, no cap in my tracks, these are just facts

[verse 2 * jj esko]
got so many things going on i never rap about
funny how we’re going through the things we used to rap about
but it’s life man, i can’t complain
fly in everything i wear even if it’s all plain
happy even though i don’t smile much
glad social media never ruined my childhood
still out here tryna triple my income
u.k. pakistanis, we’re the littest in england
know i done things but i gotta live with that
call me a paki, run you down with a cricket bat
steady and calm with it, babar azam with it
say it with my chest, no rest till my dargs winning
yeah i’m scarred but my heart is the cleanest
you can’t go far if your dargs ain’t the realest
i had no car, now my car’s got no ceiling
cah life’s so short like lisandro martinez
[hook * jj esko & pak*man]
back then i was bagging crack in my don’s flat
slap ten, suttin gotta ring, you won’t come back
stack m’s, i don’t really care about a contract
black benz, pull up and you know that my one’s strapped
feds running in my yard, i had to flush that
f*ck rap, man got the mizzy in the rucksack
spend a hundred on a car, i can’t cut back
trust akh, no cap in my tracks, these are just facts

- pak man lyrics

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