Bossa Nova Interlude Lyrics

Smart kid

Smoking weed in a quiet corner

Headphones on

Listening to Bossa Nova

Grew up around Dragons, Kings and Cobras

Had to get out the hood

Or watch it steam roll ya

Make your own path

I never dream sober

High off of life

We champagne toasting

Grew up on rice beans

And tostones

The protein changed

But rarely pork homie

Except lechon

That's the shit I was on

Back in the day

Catch me hooping

From the dusk till the dawn

I would smoke a lil weed

I would write a couple raps

I remember Pun told me

Keep the Mac

In the back

I remember in Miami

Back when Vaud had the Ac

On some legendary shit

Enough with taking y'all back

Hold up hold up hold up