2015, I was locked up, they doubted me
Now I just wanna make my mother proud of me
Now niggas saying envylos is a prodigy
Run up a bag ust to get where I gotta be
Niggas stayed under me, that's why they don't understand me
I do this shit for my family
I got tunnel vision and I'm manifesting
That one day I'ma perform for the Grammy's
2015 detrás de la reja, sali ala calle pisando botega
El dinero me frena, se queda pegándolo más que la mega se pega
Lo acemo es muy fácil, todo real, no como la movie que vende el colega
Este es puro talento, sin lápiz, solo con Za en el sistema
Growing up in the gutter, what you know about that
I got in my bag and I never look back
Niggas is hating, I'm watching my back
And I'm all on my own, so my nine is attached
I came up from nothing, the grind never stopped
Nigga, don't try me, I'll run up your block
I put that on God, that one day I'ma pop
Mama, your son going straight to the top
I struggle, y'all niggas can't even relate
Working to make sure there's food on my plate
When I go to bed, I make sure that I pray
I see my mother, her son doing great
Niggas be talking about envy
You change, like I'm working this hard, I be staying the same
Envylos, who really you niggas is lame
You still a bum and there's no one to blame
2015, I was locked up, they doubted to me
Now I just wanna make my mother proud of me
Now niggas say Envylos a prodigy
Run up a bag just to get where I gotta be
Niggas stayed under me, that's why you don't understand me
I do this shit for my family
I got tunnel vision and I manifest
And that one day I'ma perform for the Grammys
2015 detrás de la reja, sali ala la calle pisando botega
El dinero me frena, se queda pegándolo más que la mega se pega
Lo hacemos bien fácil, todo real
No como la movie que vende el colega
Este puro talento, sin lápiz, solo co Za en el sistema
Amigo de que te buscan los tuyo y se llenan de envidia
De epalda me clavan cuchillo de frente quedan de rodillas
I could never forget, detrás de la cerda esperando que llegue mi dia
Niggas, tought i was dead I know that dey mad
Porque yo sigo viviendo mi vida
Como curry si tirro no fallo
Si manana me caigo, me paro
Yo no escribo na, esto eh to en la mente
Pon la pista yo apunto y disparo
Cada verso que tiro no ensayo
Spinnin your blok, sin placa en el carro
Dique son enemigos
I catch me up y me roblo un tabaco...............