LYRICS GAME

Yeh-yeh-yeh

Forgive me, mom

Because my way

Isn't the one that you wanted

Making money

In shady moves

You told me that

This life that I lead, I feel that it rushes by and time flies

And I have to do things

That others didn't do

So that I do better

But if you live

Without money in the account

I'd rather die

Than be in a cell

Or be

At liberty

Without money in the account

Because

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

I can't change

The times

We're already here

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

But if you live

Without money in the account

I'd rather die

Than be in a cell

Because

Soto

I, before I die

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

Forgive me, mom

For being a bandit

Forgive me, mom

For being a bandit