Black Cortez

I caught a gun case when I was just a young juvenile

Mr. Gonzalez now you in the gang profile

Shit's tough

How do I explain this to my mother?

She'll never understand that

I try to be like my older brother's

Baggy pants, cortez and my hoodie on

Meeting girls tryna see who I can get pussy from

Most of you rap about it but you never lived it

I've seen my enemies in critical conditions

I'm on a mission, Mom's gettin suspicious

I pissed on my hands that's why I didn't go to prison

They gave my brother 32 cause he didn't listen

His girl was a witness, now she's in court snitchin'

This is a crazy ass world

Law of the king, don't put your trust in a fucken girl

We live life to the fullest, drug sales and bullets

Grab the nine and fucken pull it

Teardrops in my mother's eyes

I was wrong, I realize

Drama keeps following

I feel like death keeps calling me

I feel like death keeps calling me

I feel like death keeps calling me

Click, Click, Bang, Bang

Click, Click, Bang, Bang

Back when I wore black cortez

My mother checking in my room and I'm not there

Walkin' through my neighborhood with big ass pants

Crossing out my enemies with a black can

I'm not an OG, I hate the new school

Cause motherfuckers are gang bangin' on YouTube

When was the last time you shot a gun?

I got stories of bullshit I did for fun

I was young, raised in the slums

Up in Mexico, I got a few plugs

Tell my homies up in prison

I'm sending you pictures of bad bitches

Wishin' that we could kick it

I'm tryna maintain, but my mind's corrupted

Drug money comes fast but it amounts to nothing

I can't stop my persona's too arrogant

Never fear shit it's in my blood, I'm a Mexican!

Teardrops in my mother's eyes

I was wrong, I realize

Drama keeps following

I feel like death keeps calling me

I feel like death keeps calling me

I feel like death keeps calling me

Click, Click, Bang, Bang

Click, Click, Bang, Bang