Suma (part. Hecky y Nico LaFleur)
No entramo' en las mala', si pueden te cortan las ala'
Do' santas me señalan cuando ven que uno escala
Dan la pista, dicen: Matala, no salgo los fine' 'e semana
Del estudio a la cama y no duermo si no grabo nada
Es mejor que abran paso o al camino lo arraso
Los guacho' no hacen caso, viene la clase, hagan el repaso
Yo solo apunto por si acaso, apago la weed y suelto ese vaso
Si están rapeando maso, no me mezclen con esos payaso'
Yo facturo y cobran, nunca me he doblado, que no puedan dormir
Muy tranqui lo que enrolo y fumando solo, sé bien lo que va a vеnir
Yo sé muy bien lo que va a venir, sé quе alguien más te lo va a decir
Pero en los temas están mintiendo, lo están haciendo solo por feats
Se va afuera si no suma
To' lo que fumamo', ella no lo fuma
Tiran y falan, siempre a mí no me dan una
'Tan en la calle pero de oro fue su cuna, eso les abruma
No caigo preso, a Dios le rezo
Que hay otra forma de ganar los peso'
Generar ingresos, no me hables de eso
Que está freezao' como está tu progreso
Lo que antes no tenía es lo que ahora me sobra
Yo me puse pa' la mía, todo o nada, sombra
Que no lo intenten, tampoco inventen
Tengo mil en estos lente' y otros dos en los pendiente'
Pero esto no es de siempre
Yo sé que hay gente que no sabe del pasado y se lleva de mi presente
Se va afuera si no suma
To' lo que fumamo', ella no lo fuma
Tiran y falan, siempre a mí no me dan una
'Tan en la calle pero de oro fue su cuna, eso les abruma
Tiran y fallan, siempre no dan una
Acá el que no suma, se resta de una
La sangre más pura y la venta en oscura'
Salimo' a buscarno' a la par de la luna
Hay un par que están hablando sin saber de lo mío
Las bendicione' 'tan lloviendo, solo a Dios yo le pido
La lealtad nos sobra, hay un par haciendo sombra'
Y qué mal si nombran, son Supreme hasta la' alfombra'
Baby mala, prendas cara', Louboutin y también Prada
Y salimos de la nada, pusimo' las cosas clara', woh
Se va afuera si no suma
To' lo que fumamo', ella no lo fuma
Tiran y falan, siempre a mí no me dan una
'Tan en la calle pero de oro fue su cuna, eso les abruma
Si no te queda claro, repito, yo no paro hasta que me haga rico
Ahora cogemo' lo' super pa' ir al show y antes lo cogía pa' mover perico
Una puta mala de magazine, nadie le mete como le meto
Del bloque a portada de magazine, nadie le mete como le meto
On ganga, más vale fuerza que maña
Entero de rojo como el Hombre Araña
Mala mía si no sabe quién soy, me prese— (el presente y el futuro de España)
Tienen que mamármelo, terminar y volver a mamármelo
La nota en las nube', ella baja y sube
Su toto sabe a nube, marshmellow, yeah
Ando con la paca de copilo, que se muera to' aquel que no confió
Y que Dios bendiga al que se vire, que ya lo quito yo
An-Ando con la paca de copilo, que se muera to' aquel que no confió
Y que Dios bendiga al que se vire
Se va afuera si no suma
To' lo que fumamo', ella no lo fuma
Tiran y falan, siempre a mí no me dan una
'Tan en la calle, pero de oro fue su cuna, eso les abruma
Suma (feat. Hecky and Nico LaFleur)
We don't get into bad things, if they can, they'll cut your wings
Two saints point me out when they see someone climbing
They give the clue, say: Kill her, I don't go out on weekends
From the studio to bed and I don't sleep if I don't record anything
It's better they make way or I'll sweep the path
The kids don't pay attention, the class is coming, review it
I just aim just in case, I put out the weed and drop that glass
If they're rapping half-assed, don't mix me with those clowns
I bill and they pay, I've never backed down, so they can't sleep
Very chill what I roll up and smoking alone, I know well what's coming
I know very well what's coming, I know someone else will tell you
But in the songs they're lying, they're only doing it for features
They're out if they don't add up
All we smoke, she doesn't smoke it
They throw and talk, they never give me one
They're in the street but their cradle was made of gold, that overwhelms them
I don't get arrested, I pray to God
That there's another way to make money
Generate income, don't talk to me about that
That it's frozen like your progress
What I didn't have before is what I have in excess now
I went for mine, all or nothing, shadow
Don't try it, don't invent either
I have a thousand in these lenses and two more in the pending ones
But this isn't forever
I know there are people who don't know about the past and judge me by my present
They're out if they don't add up
All we smoke, she doesn't smoke it
They throw and talk, they never give me one
They're in the street but their cradle was made of gold, that overwhelms them
They throw and fail, they never get it right
Here, if you don't add up, you subtract right away
The purest blood and the sale in the dark
We go out looking for each other side by side with the moon
There are a few who are talking without knowing about me
The blessings are raining, I only ask God
We have plenty of loyalty, there are a few casting shadows
And it's bad if they mention, they're Supreme even on the carpets
Bad girl, expensive clothes, Louboutin and also Prada
And we came out of nothing, we made things clear, woh
They're out if they don't add up
All we smoke, she doesn't smoke it
They throw and talk, they never give me one
They're in the street but their cradle was made of gold, that overwhelms them
If it's not clear to you, I repeat, I won't stop until I get rich
Now we take the money for the show and before I used to take it to move coke
A bad bitch from a magazine, no one fucks her like I do
From the block to the cover of a magazine, no one fucks her like I do
On the low, it's better to have strength than skill
All in red like Spider-Man
My bad if you don't know who I am, I prese— (the present and future of Spain)
They have to suck it, finish and suck it again
The note in the clouds, she goes up and down
Her pussy tastes like clouds, marshmallow, yeah
I'm with the copilot pack, may all those who didn't trust die
And may God bless those who turn around, I'll take care of them
I'm with the copilot pack, may all those who didn't trust die
And may God bless those who turn around
They're out if they don't add up
All we smoke, she doesn't smoke it
They throw and talk, they never give me one
They're in the street, but their cradle was made of gold, that overwhelms them