Postcard lyrics

[Intro: DJ Lucas]
DJ (Hey, Tony)
Mhm
Let me talk my talk, man

[Chorus: DJ Lucas & Papo2oo4]
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I'm Bogart
I got this (I got it)
Me and Pap’ about to talk sh*t (Huh?)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (DJ)
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I'm Bogart
I got this (I got this)
Me and Pap' about to talk sh*t (Haha)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (Swish, swish)

[Verse 1: Papo2oo4]
Settin’ the tone, n*ggas lost (Damn), ain't sh*t you can tell us (No)
Pap' Pesci, I'm with the mob, n*gga f*ck Goodfellas
Got some Brazilian at Ironbound that run the favelas
Yeah, we in the same world, but differеnt umbrellas (Swish, and-one)
n*ggas will tell you thеy got robbed, won't retaliate (Nah)
Swear they be on ho sh*t, they never gon' graduate
Hate behind your back, but to your face, they congratulate
Keep my circle small, Pap' had to reevaluate
I ain't signed to the streets, that’s how idiots think
My life a postcard, off the ’za of the month, n*gga, I stink
Signed to myself, Pap' a young entrepreneur
I’ma bring my n*ggas in and then I'm locking the— (Damn)
[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I'm Bogart
I got this (I got it)
Me and Pap' about to talk sh*t (Huh?)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (DJ)
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I’m Bogart
I got this (I got this)
Me and Pap' about to talk sh*t (Haha)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: DJ Lucas]
Smoking outside the church just like a drifter
Missed her
Touched down in the Midwest like a twister (Let's go)
Blisters
All over my feet from causing mayhem
This music sh*t my life and it became the way I pay rent (Money)
No more hoop dreams, I'm still where amazing happens
Boy, I came up out the woods, 808s gon' shake the cabin (DJ)
And I spit a face-melter, me and Pap' and Tony Seltzer (Huh?)
From the Livestrong bracelet era, Santa's Little Helper (Clean)
[Chorus: DJ Lucas]
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I'm Bogart
I got this (I got it)
Me and Pap' about to talk sh*t (Huh?)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (DJ)
My life a postcard
Smoking zaza with the coast guard (Smoke)
I owe the public a performance like I'm Bogart
I got this (I got this)
Me and Pap' about to talk sh*t (Haha)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (Smoke)