Security Pt. 2

Don't nobody owe me so I got it on my own I'm a product of the of the love know it's flowing thru my bones Family came from Cuba had to make another home Putting seeds up in the mud and we just had to let it grow Hoping they give me my flowers Before I be down in the dirt I be at this shit for hours Because I just know what it's worth First year of high school I had me no friends Because I was at no good at playing pretend Walking the Halls while I listened to DOOM He was the proof that we all could break thru Grew up just knowing I had all in me Demons was close but never gone get me Learned from my losses I had to keep winning You can't be fake and then live in my city All of that fucking shit knocked down Making you wish you ain't popped out You ain't tapped bitch in you locked out Leeches treating me like I popped now Don't nobody owe me so I it got on my own I'm a product of the of the love know it's flowing thru my bones Family came from Cuba had to make another home Putting seeds up in the mud and we just had to let it grow Don't nobody owe me so I got it on my own I'm a product of the of the love know it's flowing thru my bones Family came from Cuba had to make another home Putting seeds up in the mud and we just had to let it grow They showing me love in Havana That's why I can't wait get to home I got exquisite ass taste That's why I can't wait to get on I'll be in Tokyo copping the Gundam and Bape Know it's a wrap when they running the tape Know when I'm gone I'll be hard to replace Impossible shit will not happen Money in my hand made me dance like the end zone I got to make the ends no games no Nintendo Abuelo made something outta nothing like a bando The hustle is my legacy I got to keep a handle I see the truth know it's all in my way Know the money will come if I'm keeping the faith Speakers too loud hear me coming around This ain't music for Goofery's not dumbing it down Don't nobody owe me so I got it on my own I'm a product of the of the love know it's flowing thru my bones Family came from Cuba had to make another home Putting seeds up in the mud and we just had to let it grow Don't nobody owe me so I got it on my own I'm a product of the of the love know it's flowing thru my bones Family came from Cuba had to make another home Putting seeds up in the mud and we just had to let it grow