I'm too young to be this jaded
I'm too old to be this bad
Make mistakes and get frustrated
I'm too young to be this sad
I don't buy fake respect and, out of respect, I'm honest
There's money stuck to the ceiling for what I wrote on the bus
I've got my balls well placed and a couple million on Spoty
But I'm modest even though I earn twenty times more than the rest
I'm in matrimony with a couple beats from Lisan
I'm buying assets to justify the visa
And even if I talk like a snob, my face is a crime of just existing
Not even money stripped the accent of being born with little
Today I kill and die in my truth
I have the virtue of feeling good with myself
There's no zero that can pull me out of place
I'm my own light, destiny's my brother
In two hundred years I'm gonna be an urban myth
With my life that is badly told by addicts and Christians
These days heaven's tough for humans
We'll hang out with the devil, I'm badass and a Scorpio
Double platinum on a couple tracks, I don't even touch a piano
I'm a cool slum kid, a blown-up wachin
They don't talk street, I know how a corchazo sounds
Even though they call it shots
Today I kill and die in my truth
I have the virtue of feeling good with myself
There's no zero that can pull me out of place
I'm my own light, destiny's my brother
(I don't buy fake respect and, out of respect, I'm honest
There's money stuck to the ceiling for what I wrote on the bus
I've got my balls well placed and a couple million on Spoty
But I'm modest even though I earn twenty times more than the rest)
How pretty the city is when you look from above
In my heart there's light but sometimes it flickers
I let myself go, adrenaline calls
Lisan jumping, tells me good morning
How pretty the city is when you look from above
In my heart there's light but sometimes it flickers
I let myself go, adrenaline calls
Lisan jumping, tells me good morning
As a kid I dreamed of killing the dealer
But they set his house on fire
I know the cops keep him real free
So the money keeps spinning
They wear Louis Vuitton, I wear Morón de Mitre
Aldana locking down the business for me
But humble, because fame kills you
Today I kill and die in my truth
I have the virtue of feeling good with myself
There's no zero that can pull me out of place
How pretty the city is when you look from above
In my heart there's light but sometimes it flickers
I let myself go, adrenaline calls
Lisan jumping, tells me
How pretty the city is when you look from above
In my heart there's light but sometimes it flickers
I let myself go, adrenaline calls
Lisan jumping, tells me