Breaking these packs packs packs ya Caught in the traffic Gone off the map map map map I cannot have it Stuck in the past past past past ya I can't look past it Taking it east I gotta dash quick Just for philippe I sold with a passion I say Can’t break these habits I came from trapping I came from trapping lord Stash in the attic moving' with static I was going back and forth Shit got tragic I couldn’t manage Still couldn’t panick no Forgetting these hoes ya I f*ck a bitch off a xanax slow ay Shit so official dont need a whistle Need me a pistol to ride with It’s funny how hard they keep trying They yellin' but I just hear silence No sleep in them tellys Chain smoking on bellys Late night grabbin Dennys ya Roll weed sip remy Breaking these packs packs packs ya Caught in the traffic Gone off the map map map map I cannot have it Stuck in the past past past past ya I can't look past it Taking it east I gotta dash quick Just for philippe I sold with a passion Selling with passion looking for peace I just keep finding bitches and beats Ya these scars run deep I lost so much to the streets No goodwill we were hunting In the city weve been running This pain come from something Ya its more than just frontin' F*ck the fakes and f*ck the frauds Dodging snakes and breakin laws If you love me than you love me You ain't lookin at my flaws Breaking these packs packs packs ya Caught in the traffic Gone off the map map map map I cannot have it Stuck in the past past past past ya I can't look past it Taking it east I gotta dash quick Just for philippe I sold with a passion