Emilio Rojas

"Day Twos"

[Intro]
Do you know who I am?
Do you know who I'm about to be?
Bout to be, bout to be, bout to be
You want attention that I just can not give
'Cause of who I'm about to be
From the bottom, tell them coppers we will not cooperate
Single parent, send my mom a text like Happy Fathers Day
From the bottom, tell them coppers we will not cooperate
Single parent, send my mom a text like Happy Fathers Day
From the bottom, tell them coppers we will not cooperate
Single parent, send my mom a text like Happy Fathers Day

[Verse 1]
How you live on loosie budgets but got marijuana taste?
We not homies so don’t call me fam 'cause you cannot relate
They doctorin' their bodies, that’s not how I operate
All them hoes, they pose in photos that we know they sponsors take
Young Hispanic on that frantic pace, on that andale
Y’all been squawkin', f*ck the talkin' homie, y’all should calmate Callate, callate, I’m sick of the drama they whine about
While all of 'em tryna ride a wave, I hope it get big and it drown 'em out
We finding the fakes, Chinatown
I’m ridin' around in designer now
I feel like I live in vagina now
So why would I settle and buy a house
The kid is defiant, I do what i want to, I’m never compliant, oooh
I’m gettin' this money, it’s not sellin' out if you get em to buy in, oooh
Ain’t sellin' no drugs, I come with the plug like a kitchen appliance, oooh
And that is the reason these b*tches are eyein'
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