LYRICS GAME

From Hermosillo, Sonora

Because we're going up, bro Junior

Let's roll, bro Gabito

I light a good cigarette and throw the smoke to the wind

If I look up at the sky it's that I always give thanks

Whether it's for the much or the little that I have

Because I've achieved it through effort

Good friends that back me up

They jump in if they're needed, in good and bad

I'm always on point for whatever comes up

They have my respect because they respect me

I don't consider myself a bad person

But of the good I let others talk

So that they throw flowers and puff up my collar

And I avoid words, I always speak with deeds

I tend to be the same, humble and simple

If I'm packing money, it's for whoever's with me

I'm not a lone eater, we gotta share

Because wherever we're headed, we're going empty

I enjoy the moment, I love life

And every now and then the adrenaline, too

Because we don't have anything guaranteed

The only sure thing is that we're going up

I tend to be the same, humble and simple

If I'm packing money, it's for whoever's with me

I'm not a lone eater, we gotta share

Because wherever we're headed, we're going empty

I enjoy the moment, I love life

And every now and then the adrenaline, too

Because we don't have anything guaranteed

The only sure thing is that we're going up