Jordan Manchás (feat. El Patron 970)

Def beats did them dirty
You talk about the street, but we didn't see you here
Ah-ah-ah
Four-four
Huh?
Po-po-po
Yeah

You talk about the street, but we didn't see you here, we went out to look, then we split it
Four-four, I have no friends, I play alone, I don't trust, cousin
180 looking for mine, unemployed but blessed
Eyes open, heart empty (huh?)
I swear they're not real even though you always see them with you
The little one at home grew up, mom, I just look for mine
If you trust motherfuckers, boy, you're gonna end up arrested
The life I live is ruin, today you're free, tomorrow screwed
How many times I was underestimated just because of my last name
How many people failed me, turned into toads, snitched, cousin
But as a child, mom taught me that there are two paths and I have chosen
And every day I thank God for everything I have, everything I've lived
And I don't listen to blah blah blah, it tells me not to stop, that it will come
That I have no brakes, I'm an animal, I have no heart, I started counting
I'm in the gang looking for bread, red eyes, I come from Taiwan
Step by step, who's gonna stop me? Black money, my jordan stains'

With my jordan stains' (stained)
With my jordan stains' (huh?)
Wi-with my jordan stains'
Wi-with my jordan stains'
Wi-with my jordan stains' (stained)
With my jordan stains' (huh?)
Wi-with my jordan stains' (stained)
Wi-with my jordan stains' (hu-huh?)

I just bought these jordans, for this idiot now bloodstained (fuck)
I lost count of so many calls, seeing clients in the early morning
You talk about the street, but we didn't see you, everything I sing, cousin, we live it here (na')
And this life, cousin, we didn't choose it, we just did, cousin, what we had to do (had to)
I don't listen to blah blah blah, I don't believe words, I only believe in actions
Wi-without a phone when I go on a mission, I screwed up a couple of times, learn from my mistakes
In the German car, the windows tinted, a chick behind and
I'm rolling (I'm rolling)
Ring-ring, the clients are calling, the baby is coming, come on nigga we ballin'
In the German car, the windows tinted, a chick behind and
I'm rolling (I'm rolling)
Ring-ring, the clients are calling, the baby is coming, come on nigga we ballin'
My bloodstained jordans (fuck)
Free my niggas, locked up with the door shut (freedom)
Ah (ah)

With my jordan stains' (stained)
With my jordan stains' (huh?)
Wi-with my jordan stains' (stained)
Wi-with my jordan stains'
Wi-with my jordan stains' (stained)
With my jordan stains'
Wi-with my jordan stains' (stained)
Wi-with my jordan stains'