Snapback Stories

[Verse 1]

Same hoodie, same block

Cracked screen, but it still talk

Mom praying over burnt pots

I’m weighing out my worst thoughts

Corner store, get it on tick

Credit bad, but my aim crisp

OGs say I’m too quick

I just laugh, let the time slip

[Chorus]

This that snapback story, tilt to the side

Shoelace hanging, but we still stride

Dust on my kicks, pockets all tight

I still walk like the block my life

This that snapback story, crooked and loud

Laugh in the rain, smoke in the clouds

Broke but I brag like I own this side

Yeah, I talk like the block my life (my life)

[Verse 2]

Eyes red, but the mind clear

Whole crew fit in one chair

We take turns with the one beer

Still toast like we all here

Miss calls from my old coach

He said, “Boy, you was so close”

Now I’m running from these plain clothes

Same sprint, just a strange goal

[Chorus]

This that snapback story, tilt to the side

Shoelace hanging, but we still stride

Dust on my kicks, pockets all tight

I still walk like the block my life

This that snapback story, crooked and loud

Laugh in the rain, smoke in the clouds

Broke but I brag like I own this side

Yeah, I talk like the block my life (my life)