Vagancia

Vagabondage is what made me who I am
Always at dawn, but never in fear
To make you stronger on the streets
You gotta feel pain

I have a lot of love for art
But on the streets, I ran into many traitors
For a reason, I carry heat
While you count on God

Since I was a kid, I liked to roam
Now I think twice about every move I make
I stay low-key, I don’t like to make waves
Light up a joint, then I fire up the console

Of course, I’m careful about who I hang with
If you want to connect, I’ll tell you where to meet
My name draws cash like Buddha
Because of money, I’ve met a lot of Judases

I deny that there are friendships here and there
Some on the same trip, some with different realities
While getting high, I found the microphone
They told me: Get a job, get a therapist

I’ve quit the cheap stuff, I smoke only fresh bud
Don’t come around if my smoke bothers you

Vagabondage is what made me who I am
Always at dawn, but never in fear
To make you stronger on the streets
You gotta feel pain

I have a lot of love for art
But on the streets, I ran into many traitors
For a reason, I carry heat
While you count on God

Crazy in good times and bad, we’re here
Plates we gotta break, we don’t back down
I don’t shoot rhymes, I compose pure grenades
I don’t step back even to catch a break

In this crazy life, there’s more than what you achieve
To rise up, you gotta grind, it’s not about screwing over
You shouldn’t tip the scales
Because no matter how fast you run, I swear they’ll catch you

It’s not like before, when you could spot the thug
Now you don’t even know what the one applying it looks like
In the past, many, in the present, tricks
The world keeps changing, who will control tomorrow?

Ink on paper, ink on my skin
In love with more than just drugs, but love and loyalty
And don’t compare me, I’m not like the rest
You live your life, I’m going for what I deserve

Vagabondage is what made me who I am
Always at dawn, but never in fear
To make you stronger on the streets
You gotta feel pain

I have a lot of love for art
But on the streets, I ran into many traitors
For a reason, I carry heat
While you count on God