Yeah, echoes from the block
Shadows move where the streetlights stop
Born in the struggle, raised by the grind
Trajectories written, no rewind
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
And it's up, up, in the motherf*ckin' sky
He said, "My guy"
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
Word 'round town's and suburbans, Benzes (Benzes)
Tinted, spit is endless, spit it with intentions
Pretty little thing, ain't a pretty little penny
Way she sittin' in them clinches, slitty little hemline
Mydidas lace nok' by my schizophrenic legs (Mm)
Smokin' swishers, strange, even more flagrant on the stage (Mm)
What they gain? Nothin' from them, but stay studious
Science dropper, thinkin', bein' broke's just a lupus
Spicy in the hull, heat rise, deep fry
Projects prolly on you 'fore you talkin' sleazily
Polysyllabic-savvy, game through, mission complete
The verse lays like popped cherries on white sheets
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
And it's up, up, in the motherf*ckin' sky
He said, "My guy"
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
Nana-O, one, two, blog bodiers, Cannon
Your favorite got the click-a-clak, muffle up, cameras
Who spit it fast, Al pastor, Auburn Manor pork
Always golden, can't you tell by just the sound of him?
"Sixth Street Boy, Costa Complicado"
Mind on my momma, touring out to Todos Santos
The block hot, rocking stocks like 撒谎 (Say what?)
Static-free flows, so astounding they should sample 'em
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
And it's up, up, in the motherf*ckin' sky
He said, "My guy"
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
And it's up, up, in the motherf*ckin' sky
He said, "My guy"
Grew up in the slums
Now I'm living high as a kite
Don't know where I'm going but I know the trajectory
Now the sky ain't the limit, it's a checkpoint, fam
From the gutter to the stars, this is who I am
Echoes fade but the legacy remains
Trajectory's set-ain't no breakin' the chains