Back Then

By Pak-Man

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[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

Fuck 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

Fuck 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