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Ayy, ayy, turn my headphones up Gang They told me I would Ayy, they told me I would They told me I'd fail in school Gang, ayy They told me I would fail in school, I had to prove ’em wrong They told me stay our ass in the trenches where you belong See the day I went for bail, I couldn't pay the bond Now when I walk by they smelling Louis V or Saint Laurent Lad them days are gone I look to the past for the better Sitting in that cell, I was writing a lot more than letters Now I see em pop up paper they be my form of a fetish Invest that shit in war while I close the door and forget them Nah I just been in the stu making fat tunes Yeah your boy can sing but they know I can rap too And all these dubs i've been taking them in like a Vacuum I hate seeing success without my bros but they’ll be back soon I've been in a … for time and I still don't know why In this state I'm tryna get out, I use... to numb the pain and ease my mind Cause I done spent my whole life tryna find a way out I've gave up to much for this shit not to payout Imagine where I'd be now if I didn't stay down Letras de cancionesLooking how I made it out the gutter just to be labelled a criminal My heart turn cold standing at my mama's funeral Looking at my siblings like which one of us gone make it out Could’ve been the same, but the pain took me another route Thinking about my people inside it’s got me burning up But they can't stop the clock so when it’s time you know its earning up Better show 'em how we living - know what life is like with all the fame Our money's different people change, but the vision remains the same See I got plans to put my people in a better place Take 'em out the trenches put each one of them in real estate Flex on all these rappers and these cops can make ’em feel a way I'm from that 27-70 Call myself a felony From Letras Mania