FLOTA (part. Neton Vega)

Floating with the crew and a reaper peeking in
A rooster that won't crow, I’ll take him, don’t hide him
I wear my cap crooked and my gaze is dumb
I hear fake whispers from the cops

I see guys in hoods, a belt, or are they just shadows?
Around here, there's no worry, this ain't a joke
Dark caps for rolling out with the crew
They see me charged up, no mistake if I pull the trigger

Without brands, I cause sighs if they see me around
The girl wants some time alone with me, babe, maybe
Busy in a lot of places, I don’t even know
Brown skin, blacked out the skin of that one
Hobby, spending cash on new schemes, after all, it’s just paper
Just like the pack comes in, that’s how it goes

Enemy of the rules, I always dodge them
I don’t like them, if they catch me, I jump the walls
There’s only one thing that, even if it takes me, is for sure
The reaper comes, that’s why I don’t rush

The coin in the air chooses my future
I’ve hustled since I was a kid and walked in the dark
Sure, I live fast, hours in seconds
So don’t freak out if I move to the graveyard

My luck is like a roulette, what can I do?
The homies with the can leaving their mark if there’s a new wall
They don’t get bummed out or know what it is
I don’t dwell on bad streaks, that’s for sure
I shake them off quickly, alone and unhurried, they know who’s who
Just so you know

Just so you know.