Intro

I'm on fire, like the tip of a blunt

Cashing checks like you do on the first of the month

Sittin' back, twistin' up a fat sack of that bomb weed

Young brown and dangerous, aggressive and hungry

Hi-power is a motherfucking army, salute to the general

The one that's known as criminal, still on the billboards

Coming with the sickest flows, still weighin' pounds

On the motherfucking digital

They know the name, they heard about 'em, talk about 'em

I bring the music that the CD stores sold out of

They know the movement so bad, they know the label

Them young hispanics, they left the west coast disabled

It's hi-power till the day I die

Fuck a record contract, they said this shit was a way of life

And I ain't talking about no papers

I'm talking about loyalty ese with middle fingers to the haters

Playa haters and investigators, stay the fuck up out of the way

Running up on that chevrolet, believe I let them ballas spray

Hands up in the air like it was a robbery

Still stacking rap checks, no matter the economy

We steady risin', still representin'

Toking a blunt, before I finish my sentence

These haters dissed in the past, but now they beg for forgiveness

Some of us wished they would of left, they see us begging and wishin'

That I would spit a verse on that shit, maybe do a hook for 'em

No love for these busters, criminal straight ignores 'em

Then I skate to the back with a blunt of that dank

Give a fuck what you think, steady risin' in them ranks

In this west coat latin rap, steady risen let's toast

And bow to the label, that's known to represent most

Haha now take a look at the shelves

How does it feel to take a look at yo selves?

With your sorry ass music and your sorry ass life

And your sorry ass flows, fools crying on the mic

Then they calling on my cell, tryin' to cry on my shoulders

Let it be known, you get no love from the soldiers

So save your call levas and save your texts

And the fans will feel yo' shit, so, just save your breath

Come step, then you're playing with death

I smash motherfuckers ese, so, watch your step

And any motherfucking rider, I'll roll and two his cap

On the way to benihanas with a ruger tech

Growing up since a youngsta, yeah, I knew them vets

And they schooled me right, so, I do my best

I gotta be honest, I almost lost my motivation

'Cause the game is full of snakes and the shit was getting tasteless

But the weak fell off and the wackness was replaced

With the new motivation, so, I throw it in they face

It's the new shit

Only the strong survive I proved it

And death before dishonor, came and left haters clueless

Since I was a youngsta, I had love for this music

And now I thank god, that I have a chance to do this

Travel around the world, make money for my new shit

Fans going crazy, everytime I drop a new hit

Rappers rap and talk about ballin', but I do this

Blue and white diamonds on my motherfucking new shit

Catch me drinking pistol with my kids at the dodger game

In this latin rap game, toss me in the hall of fame

I got love for my homies, no tolerance for lames

With a bad attitude, ready to spark like some flames

So, back the fuck up with your wack ass low budget half ass

Sorry ass steelo and your weak cracker jack ass

I take this shit to the bank with my stacks

And tell the world don't trip, the assassin is back, ese