Verse 1
Born under neon, desert nights breathing heat,
Vegas lights flicker dreams right under my feet.
Mama spoke Spanish prayers over beans and rice,
Told me “mijo, be smart—this world don’t play nice.”
Never knew my father, never knew his face,
Just rumors in the wind and a question I chased.
Last name felt borrowed, truth felt thin,
Learning early how to read a room, how to win.
Pre-Chorus
Mama worked doubles, hands cracked and worn,
I learned quick some boys are already born sworn.
Temper in my chest, brain sharp like a blade,
Had to grow fast in the games that we played.
Chorus
Life in Vegas raised me crooked but awake,
I learned how to bend without letting myself break.
Pain in my pocket, fire in my veins,
Blood from my roots, but I chose my name.
I suffered, I stumbled, I stood on my own,
Built a future from streets that felt carved in stone.
Verse 2
Connections whispered low, shadows crossed the line,
Phones from Tijuana ringing late past nine.
Didn’t run the world, just brushed its edge,
Learned who to trust and who made empty pledges.
Every move calculated, every step tight,
Wrong look, wrong word could end a night.
I wasn’t proud, but I wasn’t blind,
I used my head when the odds weren’t kind.
Verse 3
Carter was my brother, not blood but close,
Had my back when the pressure got close to a choke.
We talked big dreams on busted front steps,
Laughing like tomorrow wasn’t collecting debts.
He knew my anger, knew when to pull me back,
Knew when silence was safer than firing back.
Chorus
Life in Vegas raised me crooked but awake,
I learned how to bend without letting myself break.
Pain in my pocket, fire in my veins,
Blood from my roots, but I chose my name.
I suffered, I stumbled, I stood on my own,
Built a future from streets that felt carved in stone.
Bridge
Temper like a matchstick, brain like a lock,
I learned when to move and when to let time talk.
Every scar taught lessons no school could give,
I didn’t just survive—I learned how to live.
Verse 4
Mama still worries, I still don’t sleep much,
Past taps my shoulder with a familiar touch.
But I’m standing taller than the odds I beat,
Not defined by the chaos that raised these streets.
Outro / Final Chorus
Life in Vegas tried to take my soul,
But I kept my mind and paid that toll.
From unanswered blood to the man I became,
I walked through fire and came out my name.
A_Joker
