LYRICS GAME

Seven thirty, the alarm has rang

I want to be in bed

But it's not possible

I take the kids at nine

The same coffee, the same kitchen

The same as always, the same routine

Another shitty day

Another day at the office

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well

I arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz

He has me as a recruit

The very son of a b*tch

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood

You have everything to be a millionaire

Expensive tastes, the mentality

You only lack the salary

The bills accumulate, being poor is garbage

Mom always told me that studying ensures everything

I studied and nothing happened, damn life so hard

I work harder than a b*stard, but I f*ck less than a priest

What irony, what madness, this yes is torture

You kill yourself from sunrise to sunset and don't even have a deed

They say that there's no evil that lasts more than a hundred years

But there's still my ex-father-in-law who doesn't step into the grave

I have a shitty boss who doesn't pay me well

I arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz

He has me as a recruit

The very son of a b*tch

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood

You have everything to be a millionaire

Expensive tastes, the mentality

You only lack the salary

You have a shitty boss who doesn't pay you well

You arrive walking and he in a Mercedes-Benz

He has you as a recruit

The very son of

I'm dreaming of leaving the neighborhood

I have everything to be a millionaire

Expensive tastes, the mentality

I only lack the salary

Lilly Melgar, this song is for you, because they didn't pay you your compensation

Another party, as always, f* it

You're dreaming of leaving the neighborhood

You have everything to be a millionaire

Expensive tastes, the mentality

I only lack the salary