[Intro] Yeah… Twenty eighteen… Crypto bag heavy… mucho dinero… But I ain’t stop… nah… I leveled up, sin miedo… ⸻ [Verse 1] Came out the bull run… pockets on lleno… Bitcoin flips… turn cents to dinero… But money get loud… start sayin’ “vámonos”… So I hit that darknet… dove in profundo… Tor browser lit… máscara tight… Onion links glowin’… servin’ that white… Crypto for product… no cara, no deal… Solo códigos talkin’… but the weight was real… ⸻ [Verse 2] Started pequeño… just testin’ the flow… Them packs came limpio… straight fuego… Couple zips flipped… to ladrillos and cash… Next thing I know… I’m movin’ too fast… Two hitters hit me… from un cartel… Talkin’ big numbers… said “you movin’ it well”… “Pull up to Cali… vámonos, let’s ride”… Now I’m too deep… no place to hide… ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Said I’m just eatin’… pero crucé la línea… From playin’ the net… to vida peligrosa… ⸻ [Chorus] Two keys a month… yeah I ran that route… Cartel tapped in… saben what I’m ‘bout… Stamped me “Efectivo”… dinero comin’ in… Half in the streets… half in the sin… Still had a plug… in the Y-town zone… Movin’ low-key… teléfono burner on… Double life livin’… dos lados fed… One wrong move… and it’s muerto, you dead… ⸻ [Verse 3] Flights out west… desert air seco… Met them boys… ojos frío, no echo… No talk loud… just nods and code… Real ones move… down that road… Said “you wit’ us… earn your keep”… La Familia ties… now I’m in too deep… Not made yet… but I’m eatin’ bien… Half legit… half pecado within… ⸻ [Bridge] Dinero stackin’… but it feel like arena… Slippin’ through fingers… like a bad rutina… ⸻ [Verse 4] Back to the town… still movin’ that nieve… Y-town OG… keep feedin’ whatever… One off the net… one straight calle… Two different worlds… both want a say… Nunca stayed still… always on go… Paranoia whisper… “they already know”… Mirror check… watchin’ my espalda… Swim too deep… sharks come faster… ⸻ [Final Chorus] Too far gone… yeah I crossed that line… From crypto gains… to that blanca grind… Did it for the rush… not just the pay… Ahora I’m stuck… can’t walk away… Two keys monthly… más one on the side… Empire buildin’… nowhere to hide… One wrong move… barco gon’ sink… Either stay floatin’… or gone in a blink… ⸻ [Outro] Yeah… Started with pills… Ended with peso… Built me an empire… Con riesgo… Still breathin’… Pero too far gone…
