[Verse 1]
Dead in the middle of El Barrio
My Puerto Rican's known for slashing
Give me my cut, or feel the razor's edge
I got guns that will raise the dead
Word to my cousin Ray, who went to Rocker's Island and came home with dreads
I got a serious flow, courtesy of the bodega
All I approved, Smoke DZA too
Shout out to Al-Doe, Willy Hex size em' up
VDon set me the fire, so imma' light it up
I moved diesel, wasn't trying to be stupid
Just trying to get the bitches and not rely on Cupid
You fucking roaches, the summer when I come out
I made Killer Junebug Tanboy, crew love
My son getting bigger in his mother's belly
I'm prepared for the road but I'm not ready
My whole life been a tow, nothing easy
Pass the torch, Triple C me, my gun play is deadly

[Hook]
Some villains stays on in the bodega
The workers work with burners, get it on in the bodega
Domino game out front, cocaine moving in the back, I ain't make it this is facts
When you hear ?, that means it's over
When you hear, a new shipment coming over
Everyday life in the bodega, my life is the bodega
Born, live, and die in the bodega

[Verse 2]
Uh, last of the Po 'Rican's, my father's Dominican
I'm asking father to forgive before I sin again
I'm asking, father please don't make me have to kill again
I'm extra careful with the shit I'm always getting in
Heavy breathing cause the nicotine, I think I need a Nicorette
Fuck it where my cigarettes at?
My wifey's scared for my health, cause she's worried I'll be gone before I have to use the belt
On my little man