[Verse]
City of angels looking devilish
We God like, remember it
Yeah, same papi from the tenements
Pissy elevators, I was smellin' it
Yeah, yeah, when you hit a target
That's when you cherish it but you ain't built for bodies
You wouldn't kill a switch, I think I'm Al 'Po
Before he killed Rich, I'm from the East side
Spanish Harlem, bitch!
Never argue with a killer, my Tanboys shoot
Like paper, rock, scissors, my father kept me fed
My mother made the dinner and I was stuck doing the dishes
I used to think about ways to get a million
I'm stuck with that mentality, give me food for thought
Let my mind burn the calories
I don't rap for friends, I got a family
My drive's different from my days in that Camry
Check!

[Outro]
I just have to pull it back