Joezy - Back Door Lyrics

Gotta come correct with this joint
Make sure y'all feel it
The real gon' recognize
Nearly homeless
Auntie moved us to her basement
We were lucky ain't no cases ever caught us
Praise the Father that his daughter raised her sons
Ain't no guns or ain't no bullets ever pull us from her presence
She was working to get presents in December
We were members of the streets
We were tender and concrete
Kinda slender but our splendor made us boys that they would seek
Can't pretend at our peak we were sneaking in the freaks
Ma was gone at work
We were plotting instead of getting sleep
I know auntie she was hip, but man she just let us be
Test the sea to see how men suppose to be
Had to learn off trial and error
In an era where the gogos was a must go
And my photos were a promo for fingers in the middle
Stealing skittles and much more
Wasn't thinking of the Lord
Had the mattress on the floor
Cal and TJ would come over
Guess that made us brothers more
Don't know who loved it more
Junebugg or me
No thug in me
But had to move with some street sense
Dollar Trees for the sweet scents
Plans to turn up and get money every weekend
Rarely saw church cuz Ma had to work so we lost our way
Come around down stairs cuz that's where we stay
No windows to peak, no cable to see, only father was G, but it was all that we needed
Never asked God for more
Two bed rooms, living room, and kitchen to the back door
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Gotta come correct with this joint
Make sure y'all feel it
The real gon' recognize
Nearly homeless
Auntie moved us to her basement
We were lucky ain't no cases ever caught us
Praise the Father that his daughter raised her sons
Ain't no guns or ain't no bullets ever pull us from her presence
She was working to get presents in December
We were members of the streets
We were tender and concrete
Kinda slender but our splendor made us boys that they would seek
Can't pretend at our peak we were sneaking in the freaks
Ma was gone at work
We were plotting instead of getting sleep
I know auntie she was hip, but man she just let us be
Test the sea to see how men suppose to be
Had to learn off trial and error
In an era where the gogos was a must go
And my photos were a promo for fingers in the middle
Stealing skittles and much more
Wasn't thinking of the Lord
Had the mattress on the floor
Cal and TJ would come over
Guess that made us brothers more
Don't know who loved it more
Junebugg or me
No thug in me
But had to move with some street sense
Dollar Trees for the sweet scents
Plans to turn up and get money every weekend
Rarely saw church cuz Ma had to work so we lost our way
Come around down stairs cuz that's where we stay
No windows to peak, no cable to see, only father was G, but it was all that we needed
Never asked God for more
Two bed rooms, living room, and kitchen to the back door
Back door back door back door back door back door
Back door back door back door back door back door
Back door back door back door back door back door
Back door back door back door back door back door
Back door back door back door back door