[Verse 1] I caught a gun case when I was just a young juvenile Mr. Gonzalez now you in the gang profile sh**'s tough How do I explain this to my mother? She'll never understand that I try to be like my older brother's Baggy pants, cortez and my hoodie on Meeting girls tryna see who I can get p**y from Most of you rap about it but you never lived it I've seen my enemies in critical conditions I'm on a mission, Mom's gettin suspicious I pissed on my hands that's why I didn't go to prison They gave my brother 32 cause he didn't listen His girl was a witness, now she's in court snitchin' This is a crazy a** world Law of the king, don't put your trust in a f**en girl We live life to the fullest, drug sales and bullets Grab the nine and f**en pull it [Chorus] Teardrops in my mother's eyes I was wrong, I realize Drama keeps following I feel like d**h keeps calling me I feel like d**h keeps calling me I feel like d**h keeps calling me Click, Click, Bang, Bang Click, Click, Bang, Bang [Verse 2] Back when I wore black cortez My mother checking in my room and I'm not there Walkin' through my neighborhood with big a** pants Crossing out my enemies with a black can I'm not an OG, I hate the new school Cause motherf**ers are gang bangin' on YouTube When was the last time you shot a gun? I got stories of bullsh** I did for fun I was young, raised in the slums Up in Mexico, I got a few plugs Tell my homies up in prison I'm sending you pictures of bad b**hes Wishin' that we could kick it I'm tryna maintain, but my mind's corrupted Drug money comes fast but it amounts to nothing I can't stop my persona's too arrogant Never fear sh** it's in my blood, I'm a Mexican! [Chorus]