LYRICS GAME

This is a Young Hollywood Beat

At twelve years old I started hustling

I was already in the street outlawing

And I come from the hood, and that was necessary

So that nowadays fame and cash don't lack in the pocket

New cars and the babes calling

And I keep winning

Don't worry, the run was crowned

Thanks to my mother for always praying to God

And to that fake friend that bit my hand

I send him my blessings

And here I stay firm, ready in the hustle

I'm not afraid, respect and money before life

At twelve years old I started rolling

I come from the hood, I made myself a millionaire

Now I drive a Lambo, and I'm not a thug

At 19 I dove fully into work, into the business

We've got the zeros and the accounts filling up

And I'm not bullsh*tting

I don't forget my people, I've made that clear, that's it

My buddy Dan Sánchez from Sonora and a few others out there

Up with my land where the whole clan was founded

We're tumbados, we're pushing

The number ones, winning the Billboards

Bastard, who are you? I come from the hood

In the street since I was a kid

Hustling in the lizard with all my brothers

Bagging the grams

That's how we started

I was f*cked, now I'm a platinum artist

And the same people that keep talking about me

They're sucking my d*ck

I've lost homies because of the f*ckin' money

That now keeps coming into the bank account

They call me 'Wells Fargo'

I bought an AP, I've got five chains

60 million views on YouTube and the Mercedes is paid off

I keep getting crowned

If one day I die, I don't want a burial

Call the brothers, they dress in black and we show up anywhere

And we empty the clips

Hey, tell me, damn

Tell me, Robgz

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Ovi

Hey, tell me, Ovi

Real till death

And nothing but corridos tumbados, old boys

Hey, tell me, holly