South End Legend

Intro

Yeah, ain’t nowhere like the South End—facts

Got racks in every block, but this home, for real

Verse 1

Pulled up off Tremont, speakers knockin', chrome wheels locked

Grew up in the struggle, had to learn the hustle, life was hot

I been out in Roxbury, baggin' bread, my name ring out

But there’s nothin’ like my own, where every kid dream cashin’ out

Seen fiends on the curb, seen boys with the tears, yeah

Whip white on the stove, quiet kept for some years, uh

Dorchester payin’, Mattapan negotiatin’ fees

Cross past Franklin Park, but the South End the heart in me

Chorus

Trapping in my city—South End legend made

Every block got a story, paved with every trade

I could run Roxbury, get the bags from Hyde Park

But it ain’t nothing like the South End, living life after dark

Verse 2

Look—money talk, I learned that while still young

Had to get it out the mud, in the field, never run

Mattapan deals, but my soul stay home

Even when I touch them zones, ain’t a place I feel grown

Got connects on Blue Hill, but I ride through the Ave

Never show my feelings, kept my mind on the cash

From the stoop to the market, they salute when I pass

Dollar signs in my dreams, only thing that gon’ last

Chorus

Trapping in my city—South End legend made

Every block got a story, paved with every trade

I could run Roxbury, get the bags from Hyde Park

But it ain’t nothing like the South End, living life after dark