Tranquilito (feat. Alejandro)

Alejandro, listen up
The sidewalks I walk on are burning
Rocking new Nikes in the hood, smelling like One Million
It’s like a blessing (it’s like a blessing)

Veni, vidi, vici, so just take it easy
You’re not Kanye, you’re not Drizzy
Your lyrics are faker than the soles of your Yeezys
That Mercedes is on lease

You dream of Gucci, but it’s tough
You say you’re trap but haven’t even stolen Wi-Fi
A lot of "parental advisory" but not much explicit
I came, I saw, so just take it easy

I adjust my tie in the briefing
And I laugh at the rappers in the city
That ass pulled me out of the crisis
We make a good team like LeBron and Irving

You’re waiting for the confetti to rain down
Acting like an artist with your lame thesis
Get your act together and dress like Elvis
My tracks are on Apple Music and yours are on Netflix

The sidewalks I walk on are burning
Rocking new Nikes in the hood that raised me
Smelling like One Million when I step out the door
My mom gives me a kiss and says: Be who you want to be
It’s like a blessing (it’s like a blessing)

The sidewalks I walk on are burning
I’m devouring it, I’m cooking it up
Chilling in the hood with gold and mink
It’s my revenge like Liam Neeson (take it easy)

I got you under the table like Clinton
More of the same but it sounds different
I’m the ugliest handsome, I got lines and bingo
We’re Lennon and Ringo, I smoke lemon, indoors

Smart kids didn’t go to Princeton
But they’re the shit like Evaristo
Drinking Jäger, Rolling Stone
Until I lose my vision, more vice than a Sex Pistols show

Flying to Paris, sleeping at the Hilton
I laugh at everyone like Nelson in The Simpsons
It’s been a while since we raised the bar
And up here, I still haven’t seen them

The sidewalks I walk on are burning
Rocking new Nikes in the hood that raised me
Smelling like One Million when I step out the door
My mom gives me a kiss and says: Be who you want to be
It’s like a blessing (it’s like a blessing)

Veni, vidi, vici, so just take it easy
You’re not Kanye, you’re not Drizzy
Your lyrics are faker than the soles of your Yeezys
That Mercedes is on lease

You dream of Gucci, but it’s tough
You say you’re trap but haven’t even stolen Wi-Fi
A lot of parental advisory but not much explicit
I came, I saw, so just take it easy

Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy