From Insult To Injury

Some people hate my music tell them get the fuck on Bitches mad I'm successful I ain't drop a love song Feeling great about myself man this shit was made to be Doing everything I want to do now faithfully Yo it's ya man Alcala Coming with that dirty style you know that I'm a slammer Off of one verse you know that I'm a bad mama jamma Spread worldwide they play my shit all in Canada Crazy how my buddy told me boy you about to make it The only man in your path is yourself you better break him So now I'm blasting my jams up at every function waiting I always stay on the hustle you all stay tuned into Satan So I stay steady praying Heavenly father I'm offering you my job if it keeps me under control The Earth is taking it's toll on me These days you either get robbed or all the profits in other pockets It's obvious you got to sell you soul homie Fuck all that stay tuned in shit I got to feed the culture play my songs everybody's asking who is this It's the best Cuban rapper to ever exist Take the rest of those mother fuckers right off your hit list Bitches suck and swallow Don't headline but I'm a hard act to follow This sleepy hallow when chop the head off the coupe Deuces to any of you who choose to loose I turn you drifters Mister mister please Cop me some of that Listerine I'm fiending for that certain type of feeling I know I got a problem but I'll break it God willing I'm high up as the ceiling That's how you all end up if you fucking with me Stumbling round the gas pumps searching for something to eat Y'all ducking the heat These pussies couldn't fucking compete No matter how hard you look you can't find love in the streets fucker Going ninety in a thirty in the zone Sir to tell the truth we was gone all along Looking down deep into my soul Thinking what's next for my life except tomorrow I'm looking back And I ain't about my past I'm looking back at them bullets flying we need to dash And I've been rapping not trapping not blacking out Waking up to her snorting coke in the back of the rental house Do they hate me prolly Listen to Lil Tunechi Li on the way to school with my mommy Watch your mouth before I brack yo ass with this tommy He say he ok but the lord can see he Nickel and Diming look at the timing nah Sailing failing but the way I'm spitting sounding angelic Sliding Pelvis like my name is Elvis but I'm really tryna go for that Macadelic I know what I'm saying I just don't know how to tell it I'm awful but you promise not to sell me Selling like them psychedelics my homies be taking I be promising myself that Imma make it Never get caught up in my feelings because bitches faking You won't catch me chasing Never catch me breaking Deep dive into my soul Pray to God he looks down and cleanses all that I know Glock 19 extendo cocked to ya dome What's the recipe to show I'm going through pain alone But I've been running rings around your favorite rapper since sixteen I tell my father that I got a dollar and a dream I'm reminiscent of the times when we was pulling schemes They say I do it for myself I do it for the team Going ninety in a thirty in the zone Sir to tell the truth we was gone all along Looking down deep into my soul Thinking what's next for my life except tomorrow