Boost

1st verse:

Man I feel like master P

Tank chain corn rows and shit

Man I feel Hector "El Father" rapping with

Jay Z

Rompediscotecas had that album in my

Biblioteca Windows player

Burning all CD’s roll down the window player

Man I feel like Daddy Yankee with La Gasolina

Man I feel like Fat Joe

He dropped that hoe and had the people leaning

Like 2003 with an MP3 and with a shirt Misking

In the middle with not tight or baggy jeans know what I mean?

Before Jonan, before Jordan, before Pedro en la motora

Before Wilfredo and songs of how I miss you love you brother

Before that

Before knowing if niggas really had my back bro I was that

Loyalty until that dirt hits front and back

Hook:

(uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa 4x

Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards

2nd verse:

That nigga had a rocket in his pocket

And he flaunt it and he shot it

And got it right into his partners body

Trust nobody you nobody

Till somebody catches bodies for a hobby

Now you’re candles a reminder by the road

And rest In peace all my niggas that supposed to be with me

And RIP 40(oz) spilled instilled your name like face on T’s

And best believe

That your name will be alive while I’m alive

And your memories divine

Like the Virgin Mary crying

Rest In Peace to all my dawgs

I'm screaming free to all my dawgs

Till all them free until you speak about my name and name my dawgs

Synonymous to where I’m from

Want my name to rhyme with where I’m from

They not built like this ain't grow up like this

No loyalty is a diss where I’m from, my nigga

Hook:

(uuuuu) Papaparaparapa x4

Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards x4