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Stepped up in this bitch December the 26th
Around the years they started smoking the powder they use to sniff
My momma told me get your ass home before the sun down
Neighbors baby caught a wave of bullets then her son drowned
She heard it happen
I heard my brother start to loose his accent
Linking with the homies was a chain reaction
It was red or blue
It was who you knew
Family on both sides fuck am i to do
Raised by immigrantes
The creed is adelante
Fuck you bitching for you better go and take your chances
Back in Mexico we struggled for secure finances
Now we trying to keep up with these cash advances
And balling out with romances
Forgetting to pay our taxes
Who got bottles
Who got access
All my money is were the trash is
That's the reason why I'm asking
We trappin homie or trapped
We stacking homie or stacked
You're throwing off all the facts



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Writer(s): Sanchez
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