[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 shit (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 shit (Haha)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (Swish, swish)

[Verse 1: Papo2oo4]
Settin’ the tone, n***as lost (Damn), ain't shit you can tell us (No)
Pap' Pesci, I'm with the mob, n***a fuck Goodfellas
Got some Brazilian at Ironbound that run the favelas
Yeah, we in the same world, but differеnt umbrellas (Swish, and-one)
N***as will tell you thеy got robbed, won't retaliate (Nah)
Swear they be on ho shit, 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***a, I stink
Signed to myself, Pap' a young entrepreneur
I’ma bring my n***as 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 shit (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 shit (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 shit 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 shit (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 shit (Haha)
Now we shipping up to Boston like the Dropkicks (Smoke)