ADN (FreeStyle)

Scared shitless
Protected by a saint, I don’t think about things
Jumping in the pool
The old lady loves me, but the streets are my godmother

Music hasn’t changed me 'cause I’m still where I’ve always been
Standing on the corner
And all those who didn’t give me a chance
Are out there struggling and smoking resin
In my fanny pack, I got some weed (O)

Blunt in the car, I got the tools
Almost 200 on the S-30 so this month we can make it work
Recording late at night in the studio
The smoke and the booze set the vibe
Investing 150 on the street and washing it in the bank

Here, all the fakes fall
I got my crew handling business
But not the money
We’re coming out millionaires or I’ll take two shots by thirty
Añe tells me to never back down even though the pressure’s always rising
And every time I go back to the hood, I notice who’s adding up and who’s taking away

I am who I am since I was a kid
I don’t shrink in front of anyone
I apply the codes to myself
And everyone takes their cut

Running from the Audico
Always with a blunt lit in my mouth
My music’s pure fire
I’m gonna hustle it until I get rich

I don’t rest, for money there’s no rest
I’ve had to screw myself over seventy times, but I keep pushing
In love with the streets, I’m not one to stay on the sidewalk
The engine’s revving, I hit the block without downshifting

I know all the shortcuts
I’ve seen the drugs blow up a bass
I never back down from anyone
With a blade, I’ll cut you or I’ll get cut
Searching the streets for the dough
Doing magic tricks without wearing a cape

The tapes here are coming off
ADN hustler, I got the genes from the Pope
Here, all the payments are fixed
Connections even with my homies

We do whatever it takes to make sure my kids don’t go without
I promised my angel to watch over me like I watch over my stash
And I walk marking my steps
Stepping and doing everything I was told