Jah Jr. - 245

Audio packs goin two for the five
If you want em meet me on the block at 2:45
Nigga why?
Packs goin 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5
You want em, come get em at 2:45
Audio packs goin two for the five
If you want em meet me on the block at 2:45
Nigga why?
Packs goin 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5
You want em, come get em at 2:45

You do what you want when ya conscious
It's nothing I'm being honest I'm on my God shit
Oh my god it's Jah Jr. on that fly shit
Stack the profit I'm at the bank makin' deposits
Salute the prophet. Why yo chick gettin outta pocket?
I put her in her place. Don't believe it nigga? Watch me
I got a new pack from papi. Audio fiends stay coppin
If you not coming to shop with a nigga
Then you can get the fuck from round me
(Tell em why)
Servin' dem packs on the corner
Got the block hot as a sauna
I got that shit that'll knock you out
Dope put ya ears in a coma
I felt like Pablo in Dublin
Niggas couldn't tell me nothin
Pops sellin' packs on the south side
We got the whole city buzzin
(Damn, you had the whole city buzzin', my nigga?)
Sellin sacks out my backpack. Strapped up like I'm mad max
Fuck the small talk where the cash at?
Niggas all talk with no action
I was really out here trappin
Meanwhile you was kappin
Catch me posted on the corner what's happening

Audio packs goin two for the five
If you want em meet me on the block at 2:45
Nigga why?
Packs goin 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5
You want em, come get em at 2:45
Audio packs goin two for the five
If you want em meet me on the block at 2:45
Nigga why?
Packs goin 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5, yeah
Packs going 2 for the 5
You want em, come get em at 2:45

Went from small hustling to running shit
Kingpin living giving the fiends what they fuckin with
I know you lovin this I got that shit that you need
If you want it come get it I'm flipping packs Overseas
Trappers wanna collab on a pack but these features ain't free
When it comes to the payment, want paper Don't need no receipt
Because the Feds is watching and plotting to make you believe
You ain't safe in these streets, but you gotta keep it discrete, My G
Cuz niggas out here being reckless
Jackers run up on em with the weapon
Fuck around and run off with ya pack huh?
Then they turn around and sell it
Gotta put it in the mail man
Gotta hide it from the snakes
Gotta hide it from the jakes
You a lick and they can taste it
Fuck a runner run it up (run it up)
Fuck a runner run it up (run it up)
Get ya own shit, sell ya own bricks, so you own shit, Fuck a plug
Know we got it from the mud
Whole team independent
Meanwhile you was simpin'
Catch us posted on the corner we winnin'

Written by:
Johnny Howard

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