LYRICS GAME

Real G4 Life, baby

The real movement

Guiding the new generations

The madmen have arrived, a lot of drug trafficking in the tropics

Real G4 Life, the movement remains solid

Kicking the asses of a couple of motherf*ckers who are nothing

In your speakers, a real badass is playing

Native of Puerto Rico where the vibe is something else

We don't forget the parties of Vigilio or Barbosa

Straight from Bayamón, the most powerful mafia

Real G4 Life forever, in the hotspot is where the fun happens

Have a great time, in this paradise you find everything

A little seed of culture on Sundays in the bikes

And we're always together, the demented and the crazies

Because this is our neighborhood thing

We enter shooting, it's been many years proving

On the street, they know who continues killing

The thugs are busy, the crazy hoes with El Chivo

Tomorrow is unknown, but today we're on fire

I have a great time with all the babes and street gangsters

That you're a demon, I already found out

You like the f*ckery, and you know that I'm street-smart

Here, we only scheme with the leaders

For my people from the neighborhood

For my people from the housing projects

For my crew of hitmen

Real G4 Life forever

For my people from the neighborhood

For my people from the housing projects

For my crew of hitmen

Hey PR, damn, I love you

The grandson of Miña, raised in BH, Villa, and La Perla

As a child, in church I stole all the offerings

The hood or the housing projects, that's my thing

Like Bryce Harper, always with the joints lit up

In the spot with the crew, every day in the hustle

Dreaming of being big and avoiding the ugly

From grams to the GRAMMYs, singing at the Choliseo

What? Hey PR, being from here is my greatest trophy

For the babes and the street gangsters

For my humble, fine and cool people

A street thug I will always be

To all the thugs, to all the gangsters

Man, that's what I grew up listening to, man, since I was a kid

Arca, De La, Ñengo

Man, being here feels damn great, for real

From the heart

For my people from the neighborhood

For my people from the housing projects

For my crew of hitmen

Wow, what a badass I've become

I have plenty of reasons to say that I'm blessed

I understand that they envy me, with certainty I say it

If I swear to you there are times that even I can't handle myself

And I'm still the same

The bad boy singer, rolling up Portobello inside this Wood

The current in person, I'm going to give them the light

My own heart didn't kill me, are you going to kill me?

They have to suck my d*ck

I already have it, there's nothing they have to give me

Yesterday, I started grinding with this swag

And guess what? I had to stop

She wanted to have fun, and I brought her to PR

I took her to the neighborhood to shoot with the AR

In the Hellcat, a spin with a trapstar

The movie is real, not Disney or Pixar

I took her to Miramar to look at the sea

For her to smoke Portobello with me inside the car

In the jet, all set, the internet in the clouds

Having breakfast in the air, toast and an omelet

Man, and I came from the hood, that's why my music is always for the hood

And I'll be grateful for life because this was the only thing that I dreamed of

Inspiring the kids, putting pressure on the elders

I always had God close, that's why I've come far

Veteran and rookie, I give myself advice

I'm not the goat, I'm The Bunny

Man, the best

Roberto Clemente, Albert Pujols

Maradona and Messi in soccer

But I'm the new star, contracts like Sugar and Lindor

Without ceasing to be the same, because

Money doesn't make you, I learned that

I know a couple who are in trouble

And they're not more on fire than Jeff Bezos

I don't judge anyone, I know that I shouldn't

But I wish everyone was humble like Bebo

I'm afraid of heights

That's why being so high sometimes scares me

I miss those days with Eladio in Las Justas

Both of us made it, life isn't so unfair

My respect to those who hustle and always find a way

The boys are busy, so don't show off

For the talent scouts looking for another Bad Bunny

Another like me, in the next century

My name goes to the museums, goes to the books

I'm the star of my island, that's why I shine

Don't talk to me with votes, PR is my crew

Thanks once again for loving me so much

Travelling the whole world, but I always return to my neighborhood

Everyone knows that I always sing to you

That I'm still the same

Who used to sit on grandma's lap

Who prefers to sing for free in Loiza than at Coachella

Thanks to God, I fulfilled everything that I dreamed of in school

Thank God for putting on my path

Jan, Noah, and Gabriela

That's why I don't ask for much anymore when I go to bed

May God give me health, 'cause I'll do the rest

Yes, amen, 'cause I'll do the rest

Because nobody knows when the sun will set

I'd like to forever hug Benito Isabel

Always be there for Bernie and for Bysael

Learn, grow, mature, grow old

Have confidence like Mason from the three

No, no, no, that was Gabriel

God bless you