Back Then Lyrics

Pullin' up to school

No money for the lunch

Parents pay came in late I had to hustle

I called up R-Jay he known as Marlay now

I told him come around my house we had to double

4 footy bags filled with the goodies

Chucks, Dickies, black hoodie was the uniform to me back then

Other brothers rocked Russell tracksuits

Grey, blue, white, black

Mullet back with them black TN's

Lunch time came around

We opened up our bags started feeling bad

It was packets of chips we always slanged

3.50 for a packet now times that by 30

man I'd tell ya but its feeling that you wouldn't understand

First time I made a hunna with my brothers

This my G's this my bloodas

From that day boy we felt untouched

Oz chicken after school hot chips with the gravy

Home brand juice from Woolies what we had was enough

Playin' 7 eleven just to rack up more dollars in the school quad

Man them days was all fun

Told Taiz, told Saafda

Got Snowy in, Manny he was down

From that day man we always ate lunch

And kept it hundred wit my brothers

Aye Aye

It goes one for the money

Two for the show

Three for the ones that don't come close

Now days we look back then

Man them was some good days

We hustled our way cause we know

That them days made us

Was just tryna make paper

Never asked for no favours

Back then I made a hunna with brothers

Now today we keep it hunnid with eachother

2014 we graduated

Some of the other brothers never made it

Either got kicked out or just left because they hate it

All in all it worked out in our favour

It's funny how life works out

Some of my brothers took the work route

Some of the brothers took the worse route

I got brothers chasing dreams got others up on the scene

Some in the streets getting it by any means but I don't ever judge

My mother always taught me show 'em love

Even if they ain't the same as us

Always finish what you started with the ones that you start with

Thats why in this verse I really gotta put my heart in

I will never lie nor be fake to the ones thats at stake

I'll be the one to keep all my brothers stable

So don't you judge me if I welcome you in my life

I got some Christians and some hittas that be seated at my table

Aye Aye

It goes one for the money

Two for the show

Three for the ones that don't come close

Now days we look back then

Man them was some good days

We hustled our way cause we know

That them days made us

Was just tryna make paper

Never asked for no favours

Back then I made a hunna with brothers

Now today we keep it hunnid with eachother

It goes One for the brothers

Two for this life we live

We came along way since kids

Different lanes but it's still the same

Still we always remain I pray that never change

Got me singing out

One time one time for my brothers

One time one time for my brothers

One time one time for my brothers

One time one time for my brothers

It goes one for the money

Two for the show

Three for the ones that don't come close

Now days we look back then

Man them was some good days

We hustled our way cause we know

That them days made us

Was just tryna make paper

Never asked for no favours

Back then I made a hunna with brothers

Now today we keep it hunnid with eachother

Yeah Yeah