East coast nigga, I just kill it with the

Vibe

I got Puerto Rican in me on my mom and dad's side

Born and raised in different cities but I impact em both

I know God looking down and blessing me with more

I do it BIG, not Sean but Notorious

Moving it big, swear these niggas never bored of us

Choosing red and blue like pills between Morpheus

Tryna figure out which nigga ends up the goriest

I be living good, but my niggas dont

Always had to fight and to hustle, had to get the dough

My one boy started selling drugs for a house key

I done seen niggas packing kush in like couch seats

Many chose to stay sober, what I seen there

Mothers crying, they lungs filling up with each scare

Fathers making sure they sons dont got some fear

Not talking bout the garden, but he mad his son square

This the type of shit that they can't contest

Looking back, I seen my life hasn't been the best

Can't complain cause it made me better than the rest

All this shit here is real, ain't no subtle flex

Man I can't handle people bore and complain

Doing drugs, drinking booze cause they know no other game

And theres always those replicated, copy and pasted

Spend all their time drunk, thats literal time wasted

I'm not in it for the money but the legacy

Decapitate the niggas who I feel are so ahead of me

Seventeen and my mind is on business

This some cocky shit, nigga, just watch or youll miss this

Bow down in my lyrical presence

I bring bars even when I'm out here spitting these lessons

I got my niggas on my back and we gon do it fire

No cap like that boy Steve Rodgers retired

Everything we do to make a living

I know niggas selling crack in the park to make a killing

I'm tryna make it out of the cycle, man I'm suppose to

I got hella opportunities, but this is my go to

This the type of shit that they can't contest

Looking back, I seen my life hasn't been the best

Can't complain cause it made me better than the rest

All this shit here is real, ain't no subtle flex

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I was poisoned in the mind by an illness

Depression and anxiety took my body, gave me stillness

Marking up bodies, man it killed me to do this

Lost four friends to suicide, thats my realness

Now I got a bad bitch and I'm making bands

Niggas talking they shit, but I'll stick to the plan

While yall niggas rap on Soundcloud bout popping xans

Imma keep it 100, do it cause I can

Ain't no gassing me up, all my shit be like Tesla

I ain't got it like some niggas, I'll still best ya

Niggas smoke Sylvester Stallone, that strong shit

I be in the booth, mind set on that song shit

Quick to grab the mic like how yall hold the pistol

Spend three years tryna get a fortune, Folgers Crystals

Lyrics too cold like a frozen scripture

I just think the dream works like the motion picture