Isn't the one that you wanted
This life that I lead, I feel that it rushes by and time flies
Without money in the account
Without money in the account
I like the street, the fame, the money
That people talk, I think of myself first
Women chase my partner like that
Forgive me, mom, for being a bandit
And if time goes fast, it doesn't matter because we always roll with the whole crew
Drinking and singing, partying and touring, that's how I spend my time
Without money in the account
I hit the street, I blow the money
Whoever crosses me, I kill him first
Women chase my partner like that
Forgive me, mom, for being a bandit