[Verse 1:]
I caught a gun case when I was just a young juvenile
Mr. Gonzalez now you in the gang profile
sh**'s tough
How do I explain this to my mother?
She'll never understand that I try to be like my older brother's
Baggy pants, cortez and my hoodie on
Meeting girls tryna see who I can get p**y from
Most of you rap about it but you never lived it
I've seen my enemies in critical conditions
I'm on a mission, Mom's gettin suspicious
I pissed on my hands that's why I didn't go to prison
They gave my brother 32 cause he didn't listen
His girl was a witness, now she's in court snitchin'
This is a crazy a** world
Law of the king, don't put your trust in a f**en girl
We live life to the fullest, drug sales and bullets
Grab the nine and f**en pull it
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Teardrops in my mother's eyes
I was wrong, I realize
Drama keeps following
I feel like d**h keeps calling me
I feel like d**h keeps calling me
I feel like d**h keeps calling me
Click, Click, Bang, Bang
Click, Click, Bang, Bang
[Verse 2:]
Back when I wore black cortez
My mother checking in my room and I'm not there
Walkin' through my neighborhood with big a** pants
Crossing out my enemies with a black can
I'm not an OG, I hate the new school
Cause motherf**ers are gang bangin' on YouTube
When was the last time you shot a gun?
I got stories of bullsh** I did for fun
I was young, raised in the slums
Up in Mexico, I got a few plugs
Tell my homies up in prison
I'm sending you pictures of bad b**hes
Wishin' that we could kick it
I'm tryna maintain, but my mind's corrupted
Drug money comes fast but it amounts to nothing
I can't stop my persona's too arrogant
Never fear sh** it's in my blood, I'm a Mexican!
[Chorus]