Back in the Past

I was a bum nigga back in the past
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
I had no money but now I count racks
Ima have goons run up and take your pack
It's JAX I wake up and I flex yeah
With the bros and you know we up next yeah
I was a bum nigga back in the past yeah
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I was a bum nigga back in the past
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
I had no money but now I count racks
Ima have goons run up and take your pack
They steady talk but they don't speak the facts
Claim they want beef but they do not want that
Run off with your racks yeah
I was a bum nigga back in the past
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
I had no money but now I count racks
Ima have goons run up and take your pack
They steady talk but they don't speak the facts
Claim they want beef but they do not want that
Run off with your racks yeah

Me and Sebastian came up off a lick
I'm in the spot booted up with your bitch
My brothers grinding we tryna get rich
Mel in the back with the loaded up clip
I made the wave and they can't catch the drip
These niggas haters that shit make me sick
Diamonds my ear dripping like a faucet
Your nigga a lame come fuck with a boss quick
All the hate getting old gotta stay ten toes
If I get up in a jam no discussions won't fold
Won't fold gotta stay ten toes No discussions won't fold
Gotta stay ten toes yeah
I was a bum nigga back in the past
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
I had no money but now I count racks
Ima have goons run up and take your pack
They steady talk but they don't speak the facts
Claim they want beef but they do not want that
Run off with your racks yeah
I was a bum nigga back in the past
Turned into Swaggy then turned into Jax
I had no money but now I count racks
Ima have goons run up and take your pack
They steady talk but they don't speak the facts
Claim they want beef but they do not want that
Run off with your racks yeah

It's 38 baby I can never fold
Call little bro he might run off with your o
I can never be in my bag about a hoe
Had to get the bag had to go and get the dough
Woah woah close me a lick bitch I'm back on my shit
My names 38 what's the word with the sticks
I had to bool out I was too in the mix
Both my niggas got locked they was moving with sticks
If a nigga run up he get done up
Heard about me 38 put his gun up
I've been jugging sun down all the way till sun up
Tough on the net but you wouldn't put ya gun up
I've been trapping many days tried to chill out
But I'm stuck in my ways
Free all my niggas that's locked In the cage
You could get popped don't play with the gang
Aye aye

I was a bum nigga back in the past
I had no money but now I count racks