[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
Talking loud but in traffic, you was speechless
On the road to an M, and I ain't stop until I reach it
The knowledge I got, is from the street's 'cause they don't teach it
And fuck a function, Ima' run it on the weekend
Talking loud but in traffic, you was speechless
On the road to an M, and I ain't stop until I reach it
The knowledge I got, is from the street's 'cause they don't teach it
And fuck a function, Ima' run it on the weekend

[Verse 1: Lil Travieso]
You can't have my baby, 'cause bitch I already got a BM
Gotta watch my back, I did too much, thinking back then
Setting up plays, throwing up a pass like I'm Big Ben
Moving big weight, but I ain't ever in the fucking gym
Cops get behind me, there's no question, I gotta take off
Littlе homie dump out the window, they bеtter lay off
Knock a piggy out of the brackets, just like the playoffs
Always been a Little Blue Devil, I'm causing chaos
Trials and tribulations on my shoulder, I can't get it off
Born a real hustler, given anythang', I can get off
Banging for the Park, I can't stop it and I won't stop
Kicked out of school, lived the life of the hard knocks
In this life, what I learned?
I learned to keep it on me
Truly blessed from everything, that my homies showed me
Sky's the limit when you make it, better keep on going
Faced a dutch, drank some juice, now I'm moving slowly
Came a long way from hopping up out from 'stolies
Who the fuck thought I'd be on stage performing
I should be gone, but I'm still in the studio recording
Trying to live it up, because death is the only thing that's certain
[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
Talking loud but in traffic, you was speechless
On the road to an M, and I ain't stop until I reach it
The knowledge I got, is from the street's 'cause they don't teach it
And fuck a function, Ima' run it on the weekend
Talking loud but in traffic, you was speechless
On the road to an M, and I ain't stop until I reach it
The knowledge I got, is from the street's 'cause they don't teach it
And fuck a function, Ima' run it on the weekend

[Verse 2: Chucho]
Riding 'round, stacking up we crossing state lines
On a money mission, 24/7 no break times
Cruising through the hood, and all you'll really see is gang signs
Talking all that shit but homie heard it from the grapevine
Everything happens for a reason, don't believe it
'Cause a lot of fucked shit is going down, and I done seen it
He say he really real, but I don't think he know the meaning
Trying to run up on me?
Pssht, keep on dreaming
This the life of a soldier, we striking first like a cobra
We a little different homie, that's pebbles to boulders
I was only 15, with some weight up on my shoulders
Always tough, but when he booked, bet he folded like a folder
Ayy
[Chorus: Lil Travieso]
Talking loud but in traffic, you was speechless
On the road to an M, and I ain't stop until I reach it
The knowledge I got, is from the street's 'cause they don't teach it
And fuck a function, Ima' run it on the weekend