[Intro: Polito] Yo Cute shit only [Verse 1: Bleu Santana] Okay (Aye, Aye) Check one two (yeah) Vividly remember all the smoke in a heat wave Vividly remember going through it on a weekday (uh) I take my chances I shoot em’ all down Ain’t no bitch that can take what I found (one two) Throwin’ it in like a quarterback I’m a mortal man to a border rat And I take the place where your soul was at Deep down in a cul-de-sac No man, no man alive, Bleu is online Too soft for the shit talking Doin’ all of that wrist-rocking It’s tick-tocking your time down Don’t tell me that I should calm down You rowdy and I’m rowdy too Too much noise to be out of tune We take the moon like it’s Claire de Lune So we going out like a super nova [Chrous: Polito] Soy el paletero tengo hielo pa’el mal (huh) Chamoy con el mango tengo todo ¿qué tal? Soy el paletero tengo hielo pa’el mal (huh) Chamoy con el mango tengo todo ¿qué tal? Qué tal estar sin tus ojos como el mar Tan caliente y sin amor Tu helado refresca (Aya) Aya OH Aya OH Aya OH [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] Hay huesos en mi gelatina Rezando por Serafina ¿Esta agua será chafa? O ¿Podrá ser de las mas finas? Deja lo natural por las maquinitas Y hay que sonreír como Sophia Robots con cerebros y filosofías ¿Que nos va llevar primero? ¿Las ansías por el dinero? O ¿Este calor carpintero? ¿Inundados por el hielo? Sweatshops making hoodies yellow And this litter got me fed up Bien feo lo que veo Y eso que no estoy pedo ¿Qué pedo? [Chorus: Polito] Uh ¿Qué pedo? ¿Qué pedo? (Ay guey) ¿Qué pedo? Soy el paletero tengo hielo pa’el mal (Ay ya yay) Chamoy con el mango tengo todo ¿qué tal? (Ay yay ya) ¿Qué tal? ¿Qué tal? [Outro: Bleu Santana] Yo soy el paletero Yo soy Yo soy Yo soy el paletero Yo soy Yo soy Yo soy el paletero Yo soy Yo soy Yo soy el paletero Yo soy Yo soy ¡Ya guey por favor!

[Chorus: Bleu Santana] Two, one, four, lemme dial your number Day by day I've been stuck in a slumber Eyes on you, never turn to another Eyes on you, never turn to another Two, one, four, lemme dial your number Day by day I've been stuck in a slumber Eyes on you, never turn to another Eyes on you, never turn to another [Verse 1: Bleu Santana] Roses on your doorstep I hope you enjoy them This love's not enough so I hope you enjoy him Of course, it's my fault You call it like you see it But baby, there ain't time, there ain't time to see the scenic now You can come back down south See it on your way back, figure things out Of course, I'm speaking in the past tense Back then I never said it cus I had sense [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] That shit was tough I'm always out of luck Always had a mind that was only focused on love Tried to make amends but that call wasn't enough It may have been shit but I'm lucky for our love It got to form me Like a picket tool Hoping that I make it through Clinging to the memories I was the one that's right for you My bed gets cold I'm on my low This ain't the best bowl but it'll get me to my goal But I'm glad we split cus I have something to spit It'll leave some stitches But in XP I'm rich Friend are helping me out, turning my life around Taking a different route 'Cause I'm hoping to be the person I'm excited about [Chorus: Bleu Santana] Two, one, four, lemme dial your number Day by day I've been stuck in a slumber Eyes on you, never turn to another Eyes on you, never turn to another Two, one, four, lemme dial your number Day by day I've been stuck in a slumber Eyes on you, never turn to another Eyes on you, never turn to another [Verse 3: Polito] A bloody rose fell from my stainted hand Product of a picker too eager for the endgame I guess I don't have a green thumb Cursing at my palms Tracing on the three lines Asking why the M don't form Serpents serve you apples And naturally, I followed Buddy up there shamed us And split us from each other Been cursed by my own God They said I hit the lotto Woah there, that's my rib you're holding take care 'till I find ya Once again, it's a shame, most people play the wrong game Dirty your name with the spectacles of other's pain Makes you sound insane, complain about the same Every day in and out You call it sorting things out But only bullshit leaves your mouth Red flags stick out like there's electric wires under me But I've been blinded see Illusions in this magic mirror got me seeing an oasis in your eyes Perhaps together we can fly Flew close to the sun on purpose Is there a better way to die? [Outro: Bleu Santana & *Polito*] Two, one, four Just gimme a call (gimme a call) *Two, One, Four, call my phone up* *Been too long, the silence thought we was grown-ups* *Still catch eyes when I stride the corner* *Still catch nights when I'm stuck with boredom* Two, one, four *Two, one, four, call my phone up*

[Verse 1: Polito] Mi flor es hermosa (¡AsÍ!) Nos vamos al sol Que quiero control Al rato latosa Lo que dije (Tra tra) Lo que dije (Tra tra) Lo que dije (Tra tra) [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] Yo el que no pudo He estado sentado en mi coche la última hora (boludo) He estado pensando anoche (incluso) Nunca poder visto mi tierra hermosa ¿A caso subí de peso? Pos si wey Nunca he podido ganarle (glotón) Tratando de tener un cierre (botón) Piso nuevas tierras Vida derramada Verano en la alberca Violencia un pie de las huertas [Chorus: Bleu Santana] I got What I need I got What I need I need to be closer to glory I feel like this envy has known me But I could not change it myself No, No I could not change it myself [Verse 3: Polito] See it's pineapples and it's peaches But ain't no fruit as sweet as she is I see saltwater white sand beaches Every weekend, wherever we is Yea I might find some thoughts unheard Lay 'em on the mic like a pop filter I'm a Rennaisance man, I'm a Florence boy High from the stage, wildly scream my noise like [Bridge: Bleu Santana] Ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh ooh Ooh ooh ooh ooh oooooh ooh [Chorus: Bleu Santana] I got What I need I got What I need I need to be closer to glory I feel like this envy has known me But I could not change it myself No, No I could not change it myself

[Chorus: Bleu Santana] Do I know you, tell me if I want you If I want you tell me if I need you They say, they say, they say They say, they say, they say Do I know you, tell me if I want you If I want you tell me if I need you They say, they say, they say They say, they say, they say [Verse 1: Polito] In the kitchen handlin' the dough Putting my hands on the stove Whippin my wrist, a contortionist Cirque du Soleil next Friday (huh) Met a masseuse, her name was Medusa Asked me to do her, happy to do so Had a lil problem, I ain't read up on that nerdy shit I was a nice piece in her garden From just a cook to a work of art Ex-girl said this curse was fitting, 'cause the same shit makes up my heart Bored and lonely way from the start Out the womb and I prayed to God Preyed on lamb, yo I'm scared to scarve Now I'm stone, not even marble carved [Verse 2: Bleu Santana] Reminisce on you, my god Tick-tock all things resolved Down the block with no end involved Past the pavement I slammed into Quicksand on my landscape I sunk before, I ain't trapped no more I grew these wings just to fly away but I end up just another night away Cus I'm homesick Grew up just to be a poet Dividing us with no quotient Comatose, overdose, hella broke, hella low, I sat alone again Nothing to repent Until we meet again Till we meet again [Chorus: Bleu Santana] Do I know you, tell me If I want you If I want you tell me if I need you They say, they say, they say They say, they say, they say Do I know you, tell me if I want you If I want you tell me if I need you They say, they say, they say They say, they say, they say [Verse 3: Kalid Abdul] (Aye, aye) Nunca he podido sentir así Más rapido que un colibrí Siempre amanece, nunca anochece Y siempre estaremos a un lado tí No tenga miedo mi gran soldado No se te olvide que estamos aquí Somos el arma que esta a tu lado Siempre estaremos contando en tí

[Verse 1: Polito] Rivers run to oceans like how it’s supposed to be Empty are my pockets, not where I wanna be Handstand for fifty cents on the corner of the street Saving every penny, I’m a mogul to be Follow Benji’s advice a penny saved a penny earned Saved a hundred thousand pennies that’s ten Benji’s earned Ahead of the class you lose it all and that’s a lesson learned Lost in Vegas I got an itch and my pockets burned Boy, where’s the profit? Lobbied office, drenched in malice Hope to God I find a dollar ‘neath this mattress Synthesize my madness, thinking ‘bout some caption Staining psyche blanket, black hole steeps some hatred Thinking that the internet would save me [Bridge: Polito] Stopped at a red light Oh this old red light My parents used a floppy disk so their advice ain’t good enough Stopped at a red light Stopped at a red light I'm stopped at a red light Stopped at a red light Oh this old red light My parents used a floppy disk so their advice ain’t good enough [Verse 2: Bleu Santana] If I'm not an entertainer I would end up as a failure All the jewelry was hanging by the time I got my major Forty-five hundred acres on my plot of land (Bury me) Pray the only time you shed a tear is when you marry me Our love has been around a lot longer than the centipedes Just enough time for me and you to build a tendency [Verse 3: Kalid Abdul] This is my home I have no title to be known by I have no place to lay to rest For if I ever died alone I have no money for my folks I have no stories for the books It’s like an extended stay With no space for me to look close These are my people They got my back One day I’ll be equal Yell at me to go back Again Standing over my shoulder They tell me this is not my home

[Chorus: Polito] Yeah, I don't use mics for the fame you motherfuckers That's my journal on the track And my eyes just watch the numbers Give a shout out to my brother, cousin, mister on the corner Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) They still at the border Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) They still at the border Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) [Verse 1: Bleu Santana] They still at the border Turn a dollar to a nickel then it's back into a quarter Cus my valuables diminish and the money's getting shorter Old money looking so new now Getaway vacation, blow it on a luau Living off inheritance They can have my severance Rising off the tenement No time to see the sunshine Took away my patio, hustle in my bloodline Still six, seven different figures left Please don't waste my time I wear it down quick, too quick to even notice Why you tryna be a man in this gentleman's attire Too insecure to be the outlier [Chorus: Polito] Yeah, I don't use mics for the fame you motherfuckers That's my journal on the track And my eyes just watch the numbers Give a shout out to my brother, cousin, mister on the corner Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) They still at the border Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) They still at the border Split the bread up with my momma's children They still at the border (HA HA HA HA HA) [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] Who are all these people who take me out of my element Who are all these people who take me out of my element Who are all these people who take me out of my element Who are all these people who are who are tweaking with the other men Yo era ese tipo de ayer Fucking with that other man (?) Don’t wanna pick my brother up Don’t wanna be my fathers son Don’t wanna be the out of luck Don’t wanna lose my otter box What a plot it gone be Till this day you gone see What my crew can be Sipping on my tea Fucked over by these (HUH)

[Intro: Kalid Abdul] Came from the almost there Came from the almost there [Verse 1: Kalid Abdul] No he sentido así desde que supe que salí de mi país Hagas lo que hagas nunca olvido mi raíz Siento lo que siento en el pecho Las balas duelen no les miento Pero sigo aquí No me muevo a pesar del viento ¿Nos agreden y esperan que nos quedemos quietos? Pies al fuego, no me dejo Por la gente que me apoya Esta es nuestra tierra Que lo sepan boca en boca [Chorus: A-Wall] Ridin' on the greyhound Got these bullets in my chest They're trying to weigh me down Got this target on my back, which way you aiming now They're tryna lock me in the cage but now I'm breaking out Yeah I'm breaking out Ridin' on the greyhound Got these bullets in my chest They're trying to weigh me down Got this target on my back, which way you aiming now They're tryna lock me in the cage but now I'm breaking out Yeah I'm breaking out (Woah) [Verse 2: Polito] Roses, orchids, new-made orphans, daisies, daffodils Lone elbows on windowsills Dr-drop drop it in silt All black like this evil that we meeting in the night Pin drop, silence like I slapped yo momma over nice Saw bullets on the news eating curry over rice Oh Mashallah, Oh Hallelujah, calling out to every God And that’s on God, unruly God This God-like divine affront Seen flowers ‘bout every month Their petals dry in the sun [Verse 3: Bleu Santana] Since a young age I was wanting more things (let's go) Used to have a big heart now it's such a cold thing Icy icy water through these flowing veins I think my spirit manifested in these broken chains Now I keep them as reminders We well-equipped to fight the fire with fire I got a new weapon This one don't inquire Just fires at all the higher-ups We take the throne and watch 'em pile up Shit, what a beautiful sight [Chorus: A-Wall] Ridin' on the greyhound Got these bullets in my chest They're trying to weigh me down Got this target on my back, which way you aiming now They're tryna lock me in the cage but now I'm breaking out Yeah I'm breaking out Ridin' on the greyhound Got these bullets in my chest They're trying to weigh me down Got this target on my back, which way you aiming now They're tryna lock me in the cage but now I'm breaking out Yeah I'm breaking out (Woah)

[Verse 1: Bleu Santana] It’s the king with no name Crown made of thorns when I’m playing the slow game Resurrect now, blow the ash like Coltrane (Hands on the wheel but I never touched the pedal) Been around a long time never seen the dust settle Within myself I’m just a mind in a kettle Cooking up a fever when the germ hit the temple [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] Gentleman in jacket was stuck in the hot pursuit Just another Sunday with just a scratch in his suit Shots were heard around the valley circa the hill on sunny view Breaking high speeds in his BMW 2002 T-i-i (say bye bye) To the light and you (cry cry) To the public (Oh my my) All the shit we could die by Hypocrites on the drive-by Salute dead as they pass by So let this Jack handle the bad guys Alright my? [Chorus: Bleu Santana & Aisha Qamar] I take a glimpse every time I see myself go down, down, down, down, down I’ve been around, I’ve been around I take a glimpse every time (every time) I see myself go down, down, down, down, down I’ve been around, I’ve been around Been Around [Verse 3: Polito] I got a membership at the local country club Did it for the networking, these people own the shit ‘round me (huh) I hope these white folk fund me with a couple bucks Chose a chair next to a couple dudes named Chuck Fuck, filled my cup up a lil bit too much I’m dining in a carousel approaching these boys Spilled the punch like a murder scene He ain’t like me being close to him Lookin' like I stabbed him with a knife, I might Took flight, not a proper place for me besides Why I gotta pander to a side that’s not mine? So I [Bridge: Polito] Choose another route, another way (Aye) Time to think about resharpening the blade (Sharpening the blade) Another route, another way (Aye) Learn to program the game (Program the game) Another route, another way (Aye) Time to think about resharpening the blade (Sharpening the blade) [Chorus: Bleu Santana & Aisha Qamar] I take a glimpse every time I see myself go down, down, down, down, down I’ve been around, I’ve been around I take a glimpse every time (Every time) I see myself go down, down, down, down, down I’ve been around, I’ve been around I've been around

[Chorus: Polito] Lost at sea like the Life of Pi and I been pourin’ up Demons in the same boat, RIP me Go ‘head pour one out Every party feel like my last moment, thanks for coming out Every party feel like my last moment, call the coroner [Verse 1: Polito] I don’t give a fuck bitch I look clean when I’m rolling out Pull up in my fit, me and my machines looking glorious Living my life seeing only beams and the soda gun Felt like some reality TV, quite Kardashian Too fast for the fast life, died in a past life Prayed for my soul to remain B.C truly stoned, sippin’ off the waves Passed my own grave, felt in front of my face It’s too shay devil’s always the same Satan’s always to blame Red velvet enlaced, my body bled for me to save it It’s up to me today [Chorus: Polito] Lost at sea like the Life of Pi and I been pourin’ up Demons in the same boat, RIP me Go ‘head pour one out Every party feel like my last moment, thanks for coming out Every party feel like my last moment, call the coroner [Verse 2: Kalid Abdul] Never look back, we're under attack The strength that I lack came to play in the past My battery packed I'm 100% again I want to beat my sin (sen) Say (sei) what you mean I'm just here for a couple days Boat will part in the cuff of day Leave no trace Won't forget the gaze you gave upon your Sayonara My choice is power Still Okinawa No coward farmer We're planting flowers That shine will power My mouth is sour from the fire power First hour of your last day Been reduced to an ash tray Pray for us on your gap (god) day But we gone now On my scowl, chao We're always around, It's always too late Forget what I gave, dance from the grave Imma be gone, Imma die twice Was a good run This my last life No piece of the pie It's always a good-bye Plead to you on my knees I might never be at peace [Chorus: Polito] Lost at sea like the Life of Pi and I been pourin’ up Demons in the same boat, RIP me Go ‘head pour one out Every party feel like my last moment, thanks for coming out Every party feel like my last moment, call the coroner [Chorus: Bleu Santana] Lost at sea like the Life of Pi and I been pourin’ up Demons in the same boat, RIP me Go ‘head pour one out Every party feel like my last moment, thanks for coming out Every party feel like my last moment, call the coroner [Verse 3: Bleu Santana] (Wooh, wooh, wooh) Happy birthday Bitch it’s a party I ain’t tryna leave tonight without a body Smoking in the backyard Fumes exhaled Give a fuck if the neighbors can smell it I’m just gonna act like a menace Cus I’ve been sinking in crevices for the longest of days But I mean I’m stuck in my ways Never gonna recover or change (Go and pour it up) Bad little thing wanna slow dance Demons in disguise in the dead sea Searching for the remedy Killing off my enemies I swear I had some empathy before they started telling me to change These bitches set the bar low But I don’t follow So pour it up I’m hoping to see tomorrow [Chorus: Polito] Lost at sea like the Life of Pi and I been pourin’ up Demons in the same boat, RIP me Go ‘head pour one out Every party feel like my last moment, thanks for coming out Every party feel like my last moment, call the coroner