Blanco Tres

Yeah, Don, it's been a hell of a ride

All praises due to the most high

Whether I'm down on my last or I'm multi

God look me in both eyes

And he told me to win

Look, jumpin' off the porch I hit a thousand jugs

Taught to turn one to three when the powders good

Drug lingo C..M.B. that's where I learned it at

Hundred thousand in twenty's that's why I earned it at

Boodah doing life they gave my bro a natti

I send him pictures of bitches I'm hittin' out in Cali

He live vicariously thru me till appeals granted

Twenty pack Blancolato got me off this planet (I'm lit)

Tryna' stay alfoalt don't let the yacht sink

Frozen water got my wrist cold as hockey rink

Brody known keep a stick like a hockey player

Whatever I did was from the heart I so forgot the favors

Himalaya's dropped I'm litty for the hundredth time

Barry Sanders, they won't stop me on my run this time

Bernie Sanders, how they block me off a politics

Drop the work off in Vermont, that's a power trip

I mean a powder trip, beast touched a thousand bricks

Home trying to do right 'cause he don't need to do life

Old flings calling me concerned about my new wife

I left them bitches in my rear view like blue lights

Crosses tatted on my face like I knew Christ

Or like I chilled with Moses I'm still getting over Covid

My body still aching, heart is still brakin'

R.I.P to N.I.P. I'm on this marathon I'm still racin'

Code a silence every time I faced investigation

Swat team killed Euri where's the restoration

Where's the restitution I'm in a Tesla zoomin'

Told her focus on the facts and do less assuming

In D.R. I touched the trenches before we hit the villa

Ex trapper white rapper that be with the Killa's

Ain't a artist on this planet versatile as Millyz

If you ain't live thru what I been thru might be hard to feel me

Hundred thousand dollar car started with a hoopti

I'm still drinkin' Henny still sparkin' Lucy's

I still play Cherry with the port shooters (Cherry block)

Still post up in the field with all the dope movers (With a helicopter)

East had me oversea's I'm forever grateful

Sold out every thing in Boston 'cause I been a staple

You know you litty when the sucker rapper's hate you

Pussy boy let this pistol penetrate you

Shot spotters in the bridge 'casue we active too

My city got the richest dopeboys in Massachusetts

So let them false narratives cease

Blanco Tres H.L.R. hottest shit in the streets, gone

This album is dedicated to Charlene

Who died before her time, in C.M.B

To Daisy Rodriguez

Who lived months after they told her it was impossible

Dedicated to my brother Rod Bugatti

Who died with the soul of a warrior

'Cause a warrior only dies once

Navigatin' the struggle

Livin' with the uncertainty of what the world bring's

I'm with you, Blanco