Back Door
Pop Smoke Lyrics

My mama tell, uh-uh-uh
My mother advises me to be cautious and stay alert

Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, huh?
She repeats this statement to make sure I understand the importance of her advice

My mama tell me (mama), "Be careful, better stay out them projects (projects)
My mother warns me to be careful and avoid going to the dangerous areas known as the projects

Better watch for them haters, you never know who be watchin' (watchin')
She advises me to be vigilant and cautious of those who may be keeping an eye on me out of jealousy or malice

Talk less and do more, you never know who be talkin'
My mother urges me to not talk too much and instead take action, as you never know who might be listening in on your conversations

And if you up up that chop, you better aim for your target" yeah
If I'm going to use a firearm, my mother emphasizes the importance of hitting my intended target and not to waste ammunition

I up and squeeze on a pussy ass opposition (uh-huh)
I am quick to act and will shoot at those who oppose me or try to harm me

Cops askin' me these questions, I don't know nothin'
I refuse to cooperate with police and will not reveal any information

Hit that nigga up, get through the backdoor (backdoor, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I target my enemies and attack them from behind, using the element of surprise to gain the upper hand

Stay down out on the Nawf (stay down)
I keep a low profile and avoid drawing attention to myself while in the North

Too much smoke, don't know what it's 'bout (mm-hmm)
There is too much tension and negativity in the area, and I'm not sure what the cause of it all is

We was the first ones out (out), the hood
My friends and I made it out of the dangerous environment we grew up in

We brought that shit back to the house (house), it look good
We brought success back to our neighborhood and it looks great

Inside the mud (mud), inside the rain (rain), no more pain
Despite the hardships we endured in our past, we have overcome them and no longer experience pain

I had the (yeah), hundred round drum just for shit that look strange
I own ammunition for my firearm specifically for situations that seem out of the ordinary or suspicious

I had to (yeah), kick through some doors just ice out the chain
I resorted to breaking down doors to steal valuable jewelry

We had to (ice), fuck a few hoes, since they claimin' they gang (smash)
We had to sleep with some women who falsely claimed to be associated with our gang

Jumped out to pull some chains, doubled back and it came
I quickly seized some jewelry and evaded those who tried to stop me

Huncho hustle mentality, just like Kobe with rings (Mamba)
Quavo and I share the same mindset of working hard and winning, similar to how Kobe Bryant won championships

I don't wanna mentions names, but some can't even hang
I won't name any specific people, but there are individuals who can't handle a certain level of danger

One thing I learned about this game that it's gonna show if you lame (show if you lame)
In this lifestyle, it's easy to determine who is fake or not up for it

Huncho and Pop Smoke, yeah, we turnin' the page
Quavo and I are starting a new chapter in our lives

I don't know, but it feel like we go back in the day (back in the day)
It feels like we're going back to our roots and reliving our past

I put food on the table, niggas won't touch my plate
I provide for myself and do not allow anyone else to claim or take credit for my success

Mama let me go outside, but I ain't out here tryna play
My mother allows me to go outside, but I am not here to mess around or play games

I might be goin' numb, I ain't show love, damn near died in me
I am desensitized to violence and may not show compassion, as it could be perceived as weakness

My mind on so much drugs I think my sliders tryna slide on me
I am under the influence of drugs to the point where I am experiencing paranoia and delusions

I bet none of these rappers got more war stories than he do
Other rappers may talk about tough times, but my real-life experiences are more intense and dangerous

Every night I pray that my lil' soldiers keep it zeeko
I pray for the safety of those who are loyal to me

I just wanna make a lot of money for my people
My goal is to provide financial stability for my loved ones

I just caught a case, but I thank God it ain't a RICO
I have been involved in a criminal investigation, but I am grateful that it is not a more severe RICO case

Can't stay out the hood, I'm like a magnet to the projects
I am drawn to the dangerous lifestyle and am unable to completely leave it behind

Every time I do good, Lord, all the bad shit be followin'
Whenever I experience success, negative events seem to follow

I don't know who be hatin', 'cause they still shakin' hands
I am unsure of who my enemies are, as they still try to seem friendly and shake hands with me

I don't know who be fakin', 'cause they still shakin' hands
I am uncertain of who is genuine and who is fake, as they all continue to shake hands with me

I know everybody smilin' in my face ain't really my friends
Those who appear friendly to me may not have my best interests at heart

I know niggas be hollerin' like they gang, but really gon' bend
People claim to be part of my gang, but will ultimately turn their back on me when things get tough

Bussin' at the opps, and I'm duckin' from the cops
I am engaging in gang-related violence and am also avoiding law enforcement

'Cause I'm still cluchin' Glocks for mama
I carry firearms for my own protection and for protection of my family

I'm bussin' at the opps, 'cause every time I try to stop
I am retaliating against my enemies because they refuse to leave me alone

They be playin' with my top, mama
My enemies are threatening my safety and well-being

Schemin', yeah, yeah
I am plotting and planning my next move

I'm like that
This is who I am, and I won't change for anyone

Back door, yeah, yeah, yeah
I am using alternative methods to attack my enemies and avoid being caught by law enforcement