Welcome to the BLVD

I been on a mission for a minute Reminiscing 'bout the minutes my niggas spent in them trenches Trying to make a living that's different from penny pinching Back when we was in them detentions and Denny's ditching Some silly kids that didn't have any wisdom And not a lot of guidance Only had the homies around to show me and confide in But there was only so much to learn from niggas that were known for being defiant In my neighborhood it's cop sirens Helicopters hovering and hella shots firing El Cajon Boulevard you niggas know my strip The place I call home also known as the livest Single-parent homes were very known here where I've repped Learned a couple rules like never shit where I rest When you respond less the more game you digest And never trust a hoe in the hood they like a virus Spreading through these blocks like COVID Catch me on the block by the tower bar posted Or off 35th Street would Akrite roasted Left Coast shit baby act like you know this Hoes slept on me just to backtrack and notice So pardon my back as I'm back and I'm focused Shaq in the post with these raps that I wrote Texas Street down to Baltimore I'm known as the coldest Nights on El Cajon Boulevard where my niggas had it hard but still played the cards We was dealt it was hell yet we still set apart from the rest Can't attest if you didn't have the scars Old school cars mo' cute broads Your tops come off baby so do ours Move militant when we go through wars No cap in my rap just some mo' cool bars nigga Nights on El Cajon Boulevard the livest Where we survived it we was the flyest We got this Kazie Man le Fleur