The Bronx

We was down bad Yeah, ayo It's The Leader in this, yeah We was down bad in the Bronx You talk get popped in the Bronx We got deep roots in the Bronx Bad film reel, had to get out the shot or get sealed in the Bronx Had my stomach in a knot Were we gonna make it or not? Raised by my mom and my aunts Look the wrong way you get lined with the chalk, yeah never look soft We was down bad in The Bronx We was down bad, bad pops Bad dad and the streets mad Bullets in a mag blast like that like that for some bagged cash Living like that? Like that's sad Bodies turning into hashtags I'll never pass that Knees buckled, AT-AT Watch them leak the at fast if you brush past Bust a gut with a gat no mask Gotta mask the accent We was down bad in the Bronx Esteem dropping down like the stocks We was down bad in the Bronx Steer near clear from the opps Never get in trouble with the law That's what the family was taught That's what my mother had taught Remember bad days with the sky real gray? Don't remember at all? Ima give family a call We was down bad in the Bronx You talk get popped in the Bronx We got deep roots in the Bronx Bad film reel, had to get out the shot or get sealed in the Bronx Had my stomach in a knot Were we gonna make it or not? Raised by my mom and my aunts Look the wrong way you get lined with the chalk, yeah never look soft Look at my past Vermins infested our pad Yeah I thought you'd never ask Ooh, and now my parents broke their pact But Dad didn't share the bag, that's Ooh, that type of thing make you go mad Wedding band covered a scab Dopamine is just a fad I'll call happiness a cab and push my pencil to a pad All my siblings have been feeling this feeling I'm feeling I'm feeling this is stringent our family, religion Existence been written, admit it Oh, who are we kidding? Are these sins forgiven? You tripping You livid this prison is killing the vibe Take a step back and just look at my stripes Pillow to the face be blocking out fights Walls real thin like my skin am I right? We was down bad in the Bronx You talk get popped in the Bronx We got deep roots in the Bronx Bad film reel, had to get out the shot or get sealed in the Bronx Had my stomach in a knot Were we gonna make it or not? Raised by my mom and my aunts Look the wrong way you get lined with the chalk, yeah never look soft Never looking back I just chase the bag No amount of cash could remedy that Sanity on hold Can I really last? Sail is on my mast I be spitting facts Feeling butterflies Time it really flies Just like all the lies Just like all the crimes Holding memories, tryna let them die Wanting them erased But they in my face We was down bad in the Bronx You talk get popped in the Bronx We got deep roots in the Bronx Bad film reel, had to get out the shot or get sealed in the Bronx Had my stomach in a knot Were we gonna make it or not? Raised by my mom and my aunts Look the wrong way you get lined with the chalk, yeah never look soft Two things People out here be two-faced Way more akin to a deep fake And my mama raising 3 getting no raise Wanna play the bad guy? No way Bite on my flow get a toothache My flow so fresh call it Colgate Life is a movie get the blu-ray No hits no plays Oh yeah, what's happening? Raised by the church in Manhattan To be perfect you need practice Yeah he the captain Yeah you a captive Call him Stalli he a savage I be spitting all this acid Whip the stick cause you was sassing Bruise the skin up with a passion Wipe the blood up with a napkin Grinding tryna make this cabbage School's like "what happened?" Your father was absent You was freezing on your mattress Starving up in your own palace I don't want you in a casket That's why I'm rough if you asking Call it tough love in my faction Said life is a movie and here the closed captions My whole childhood has been tilted on axis So much on the line So much on my mind Family LCI This is do or die We was down bad in the Bronx You talk get popped in the Bronx We got deep roots in the Bronx Bad film reel, had to get out the shot or get sealed in the Bronx Had my stomach in a knot Were we gonna make it or not? Raised by my mom and my aunts Look the wrong way you get lined with the chalk, yeah never look soft