Mufasa (part. iseekarlo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ey
De Barna a Madrid, Madrid Barna (Yeah, yeah)
¿Vale? Jajaja (Ah-ah)
Mira que nunca fui de esos que hablan por hablar
Mira te lo tengo dicho, no te pongas a bailar
Si no quieres más, nunca pongas entredicho
Lo que te pueda pasar, si te vas hartar
La calle yo la deje, pero la calle a mi no
Sigo buscando a esa girl
La que se quedo con to, to lo mío bro
Mira que pasó, ahora me grita, porque seguí mi camino by my own
Ella es una egoísta y yo un inconformista
Hoy salgo a la calle goteando, mira que rollo me traigo
Puta no tengo estilista, llevo la vida de artista
Procuro que no me pueda, depresiones y ansiedad
Dando vueltas en la rueda, esquivando la verdad
Bajo ese cristal tintado, miro pa la calle y fuck
Todas las veces que yo fui mufasa, eh, eh
Todas las veces que estuve en tu casa, eh, pa verte
Que yo ya no toy pa ella, no lo ve, no lo ve
Que ahora toy yo y maself, no hay sitio pa tres
Todas las veces que yo fui mufasa, eh, eh
Todas las veces que estuve en tu casa, eh, pa verte
Que yo ya no toy pa ella, no lo ve, no lo ve
Que ahora toy yo y maself, no hay sitio pa tres
Todas las veces que, yeh
Todas las veces que, yeh
Todas las veces que, yeh
Todas las veces que, yeh
Y ahora me dice que no sé
Mufasa (feat. iseekarlo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ey
From Barna to Madrid, Madrid Barna (Yeah, yeah)
Okay? Hahaha (Ah-ah)
See, I was never one of those who talk just to talk
I've told you, don't start dancing
If you don't want more, never question
What might happen to you if you get fed up
I left the street, but the street didn't leave me
Still looking for that girl
The one who took everything, all mine, bro
See what happened, now she yells at me, because I followed my own path
She's selfish and I'm a nonconformist
Today I hit the streets dripping, look at the mess I bring
Damn, I don't have a stylist, living the life of an artist
I try not to let depression and anxiety get to me
Spinning on the wheel, dodging the truth
Under that tinted glass, I look out at the street and fuck
Every time I was Mufasa, eh, eh
Every time I was at your place, eh, to see you
I'm not for her anymore, she doesn't see it, she doesn't see it
Now it's just me and myself, no room for three
Every time I was Mufasa, eh, eh
Every time I was at your place, eh, to see you
I'm not for her anymore, she doesn't see it, she doesn't see it
Now it's just me and myself, no room for three
Every time, yeah
Every time, yeah
Every time, yeah
Every time, yeah
And now she tells me I don't know