Street Prophet

[Intro] From private school to these calles They never thought I'd make it, pero mírame Paint the city like Jean-Michel While they all try to pale me [Verse 1] Trust fund baby turned street prophet Mom's Mercedes to the vinyl shop, mejor que lo copies Caught me stealing records, talked my way out Now I'm running shows, making dealers proud Elena tried to play me like a fool But I flipped the script, used it as a tool Yeah, I went to prep school But these streets gave me my PhD, no rules [Chorus] Entre dos mundos, I'm a walking contradiction Upper class nights, bajo mundo addiction They say "ese niño's lost his mind" But I found myself in the grind ¡Dale! Watch me break these chains My art ain't meant to be contained [Verse 2] Basquiat with the flow, paint these bars with oro Every track I drop's a masterpiece, pregúntale al coro Yeah, I speak that proper Spanish But my bars got that street grammar Mixed that privilege with that hunger Now they can't stand ya Underground mixtapes made me legendary My story's revolutionary, extraordinary [Chorus] Entre dos mundos, I'm a walking contradiction Upper class nights, bajo mundo addiction They say "ese niño's lost his mind" But I found myself in the grind ¡Dale! Watch me break these chains My art ain't meant to be contained [Outro] From Miami heat to gallery walls My truth's authentic, aunque no lo creas El Fuego rising, watch me break all laws Of what they thought I'd be, así que veas