Life taught me since I was little
To fend for myself, through my own efforts
I learned that for every step you climb in life
You'll have fewer friends by your side
And if your neighbor is bothered by your progress
When did you see me that I
Held you back and that I had some of your stuff
When did you see me that I
Held you back and that I had some of your stuff
I know that it terrifies you
When did you see me that I
Held you back and that I had some of your stuff
When my heart is missing
And I pull out the big chain
I don't go to your house to ask you for money
And it's not my fault that your account's at zero
I don't care if you have or don't have
But they don't support you, no
And nobody pays for my stuff
Always watching me and what I earn
Let's tear up the streets with my Dominican
What's wrong with these worms
I've got the genre in the palm of my hand
Rulay, twenty-four seven
Going around more than a taxi
I step out and the paparazzi follow me
Don't brag about war, we're the kamikazes
If this were a desert, I'm the oasis
Let them die of envy and come back reincarnated
That from here to seven lives they have to put up with me
Take the beam out of your eyes so that you can blink
Like Jordan in his era, I have no rival either
Betrayal is dark, that's why there's lots of widows
I had several questions, I have no doubts now
Sometimes your friend envies you, your enemy helps you
We have to give dialysis to your d*mn Judas blood
I don't go to your house to ask you for money
And it's not my fault that your account's at zero
I don't care if you have or don't have
But they don't support you, no
And nobody pays for my stuff
Sometimes I remember when I sat on the bed
And I asked Jesus that I didn't want this way of living
That I didn't know what to do anymore, that I didn't know how to work
That the only thing I know is to rap on top of a beat
The blessing came to my house, I had to work
You don't know all that I've had to push myself
It's that for my stuff I'm even getting threats
Nowadays my chain's worth more than my SUV and my house
They're always watching my family and my clan
But to support my kids they don't give me a thing
They're always right beside me when I'm hot
But when I'm down, where are they
When did you see me that I held you back and had some of your stuff
When I get to the club and I pull out the big chain
I don't go to your house to ask you for money
And it's not my fault that your account's at zero
I don't care if you have or don't have
But they don't support you, no
And nobody pays for my stuff
When we talk about levels
Tell me Parampao, what's up that's the blessing
This is from Boss to Boss
The meeting of the greats
Franklin Franco, the big shot
What's up, what's up