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letra de fries - leon de la $co

[verse 1: leon de la sco]
see now my pops was a waiter
been one his whole life
those nights last all week long
and they creep on
’til your back break
and have weak arms
see every dish has a tale
but when it’s brought to the table
all you see is a bill
they say it’s a steal
take a pic for the gram
won’t finish the meal
roll deep in a food truck
deep fry real hot for the cool ones
the ones with the ray bans
they say san francisco ’cause bay slang
might cause some confusion
sushi in a burrito
they call it a fusion
twenty for some ramen
swear the chef a shaman
godd-mn now they start name droppin’ confucius

then they open a shop
on stolen land
now they stolen a pot
raise the prices but most of the cost
go to the man, it don’t go to yo pops
see they love the culture, even pay for it
but don’t love the people, you can’t stay for it
will gladly have your rent raised for it
if you waiting tables, i can’t wait for it

[verse 2]
see my moms was a waitress
yea, she did that too
dead end jobs, could name quite a few
when you have a fam, and they depend on you
all the things you will do
and be lucky to do it
no days off, for the money it’s ruthless
you talking about a weekend?
wait a couple weeks, you’ll get a fifteen then
so the immigrant dream
go to the states, send ya kids to get cream
have a better life, escaping from this strife
that minimum wage ain’t minimal to me
now there’s palm trees and calm breeze
and it’s all g, so it all seems
in a far away land, you feeling offbeat
for a piece of home, all you gets a banh mi

then they open a shop
on stolen land
now they stolen a pot
raise the prices but most of the cost
go to the man, it don’t go to yo moms
see they love the culture even pay for it
but don’t love the people, you can’t stay for it
will gladly have your rent raised for it
if you waiting tables, i can’t wait for it

[verse 3]
it’s funny how this all got so in style
used to get teased for it when i just was a child
i’m talkin’ bout this food, this stinky -ss tofu
oh wait that’s still not cool?
well when will we be cool?
ooo ooo ooo yeah
they say 6 figures in the city is broke
but most folks i know below that threshold
just tryin’ to get by, maybe sleep on a floor
maybe squeeze a whole fam in a studio home
converted to some dorms for some students taking loans
now they wait tables for these rich ceos
but they ain’t the restaurants that i use to know
put the chopsticks in ya hair now that is what it’s for

came and opened a shop
on stolen land
now they stolen a pot
raises the prices but most of the cost
go to the man, it don’t go to pot
now they love the culture even pay for it
but don’t love the people, you can’t stay for it
would love a condo, get a crane for it
colonizers, you know they came for it

[outro]
i just want a place i can call home
that is why i stay reppin’ the $co

- leon de la co

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