(Intro)
Ayy, loco…
We been runnin’ these calles since we was chamacos,
But there’s more to this vida than the block, ese.
Lemme talk to you real quick…
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(Verse 1)
I grew up with the homies, always down for the ride,
Throwin’ signs in the sky, pain tucked deep inside.
Lost too many to the bullets, to the streets, to the night,
And I’m tired of los diablos tryna dim our light.
I ain’t here to judge, nah—soy igual que tú,
Did dirt, got scars, shed tears with the crew.
But one day I met Jesús, and He shattered the chains,
Told me, “Mijo, you ain’t born just for struggle and pain.”
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(Hook)
Homie, don’t trip — come walk with the King,
He’ll wipe all the blood and the dirt off your wings.
Vato, I know you been fightin’ alone,
But Christ wants to make your corazón a home.
Leave the streets, leave the hate, leave the knife —
Give your vida to Jesús and He’ll save your life.
Ayy, mi gente, ya es tiempo pa’ cambiar,
There’s a whole new camino — let Him open your heart.
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(Verse 2)
Remember hittin’ that liquor store late in the night?
Tryna drown all the stress, all the guilt, all the fights.
We was lost in the fog, couldn’t see, couldn’t breathe,
Surrounded by the shadows we ain’t know how to leave.
But Cristo—He rolled up like a real one does,
Didn’t flinch at my sins, didn’t trip on my flaws.
Said, “I died for the homies who don’t know how to heal,
For the ones in the hood who forgot how to feel.”
So I’m tellin’ you, ese — don’t wait till it’s late,
Don’t let pride be the reason you close Heaven’s gate.
He’s callin’ your name like your jefita used to,
Soft but strong: “Mijo, come through.”
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(Hook)
Homie, don’t trip — come walk with the King,
He’ll wipe all the blood and the dirt off your wings.
Vato, I know you been fightin’ alone,
But Christ wants to make your corazón a home.
Leave the streets, leave the hate, leave the knife —
Give your vida to Jesús and He’ll save your life.
Ayy, mi gente, ya es tiempo pa’ cambiar,
There’s a whole new camino — let Him open your heart.
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(Bridge)
Ain’t no need for the guns, ain’t no need for that pride,
We been tough long enough — now it’s time to survive.
Él te llama, te busca, te quiere salvar,
Mi carnal, don’t ignore when He’s touchin’ your heart.
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(Outro)
So to all my homies, mis vatos, mi gente —
Jesús ain’t religion, He’s familia pa’ siempre.
Come step out the darkness, step into the sun,
The battle’s been heavy… but the victory’s won.
TreGardener
