Mayday (part. Opium G)
Me voy a morir por hacer las cosas, hijo de puta
¿Qué tal?
Ey, Opium G, ma’
Smokin' good, feelin' good
Camino por esa calle tranquilo sin ver la luz
(Sin ver, sin ver, brr, yah)
Todo cool, feelin’ good
Tengo el cora bajo cero por culpa de aquella pu—
(Skrr-skrr, yah-yah)
Mayday, es un mayday (mayday, mayday)
A lot of players, a lot of prayers (un chingo, un chingo)
Que rezan siempre, pero no entienden (pero no, pero no)
Que estoy jugando tan bien como siempre
Los fantasmas quieren 20, quieren 20
Y yo con 19, casi nada me sorprende (no, no, no)
Quería tener morras y hoy la fila tengo enfrente
Casi me destruyo, pero casi solamente
Y ahora me tiran pero it's alright
Llegan pidiéndome ride
Perras tirando mi line, yeah
Sigo portándome mal
Neta, perdóneme, ma', oh-yeah
Igual la vida se va
Y quieren tenerme y ya no hay
Oportunidades para tenerme
Vivo cambiando mi vida de plan
Oh, sí, dope, green
Mi bitch ya llama porque ya me extraña
Quémala así, for me
Que no es así, pero conozco mañas
Y, ¿estabas o no?
Ey, ¿me pagas o no?
Sí, ya era un cabrón
Pero esta vez me pasé de la raya
Nigga, don't play it conmigo
Want it, la foto conmigo
Pero le digo que nel
Intoxica'o con comino
Paso de lejos y miro
[?]
No es tu demonio, es el mío
Pero ya no me confío, me incita a perder
No es tu pecado, es el mío
Culpa a tu shorty si ella me invita a comer
Es trap, ho, she is a bad ho
Yo sí le meto porque estás broke
Ho, soy un broke boy
Se quedaron hasta atrás
Es mala mujer
Y baila con él
Me tiran al cel
Me comí ese cake
Que se me acabe el dinero
Pero nunca acaban las ganas de mi talento
Si me sintiera falso, tatuaría mi cara
Solo por la movie y tener la ficción
Ese cuerpo que mami te dio sin aviso
Pero yo sí aviso que te doy por dos
No la puse en el piso, pero así lo quiso
Y le dije que no era su cuento de amor
Ja, y ahora me llega el ringtone
Yah, tiene explotando mi phone
Yah, vivo la peli de acción
Yah, otro rapero es mi clon
Yah, sí que nací con el don
Yah, ahora escribo en el avión
Yah, quiero tener el millón
Yah, pego si toco el balón
Yah, ¿trap por deporte? Simón
Yeh, y miro con luces neon
Yah, paso sin dar el rayón
Yah, tocan y cierro el portón
Yah, no dejé el barrio, seguimos en barrio
Pero sí quiero mi can'tón
Una vida sin problemas dejando la mierda
Que el mismo barrio nos dejó
Yah, smokin' good, feelin' good
Camino por esa calle tranquilo sin ver la luz
(Sin ver, sin ver, brr, yah)
Todo cool, feelin’ good
Tengo el cora bajo cero por culpa de aquella pu—
(Skrr-skrr, yah-yah)
Mayday, es un mayday (mayday)
A lot of players, a lot of prayers
(Un chingo, un chingo)
Que rezan siempre, pero no entienden
(Pero no, pero no)
Que estoy jugando tan bien como siempre, yeh
Mayday (feat. Opium G)
I'm gonna die for doing things, son of a bitch
What's up?
Hey, Opium G, ma'
Smokin' good, feelin' good
I walk down that street calmly without seeing the light
(Without seeing, without seeing, brr, yah)
All cool, feelin' good
I have a heart below zero because of that bi—
(Skrr-skrr, yah-yah)
Mayday, it's a mayday (mayday, mayday)
A lot of players, a lot of prayers (a lot, a lot)
Who always pray, but don't understand (but no, but no)
That I'm playing as well as ever
The ghosts want 20, they want 20
And I have 19, almost nothing surprises me (no, no, no)
I wanted to have chicks and now the line is in front of me
I almost destroyed myself, but almost only
And now they throw at me but it's alright
They come asking me for a ride
Bitches throwing my line, yeah
I keep misbehaving
Seriously, forgive me, ma', oh-yeah
Still, life goes on
And they want to have me and there are no more
Opportunities to have me
I keep changing my life plan
Oh, yes, dope, green
My bitch is calling because she misses me
Burn it like that, for me
It's not like that, but I know tricks
And, were you there or not?
Hey, are you paying me or not?
Yes, I was a badass
But this time I crossed the line
Nigga, don't play with me
Want it, the picture with me
But I tell her no
Intoxicated with cumin
I pass by and look
[?]
It's not your demon, it's mine
But I don't trust myself anymore, it incites me to lose
It's not your sin, it's mine
Blame your shorty if she invites me to eat
It's trap, ho, she is a bad ho
I do it because you're broke
Ho, I'm a broke boy
They stayed behind
She's a bad woman
And dances with him
They hit me on the cell
I ate that cake
Let the money run out
But the desire for my talent never ends
If I felt fake, I'd tattoo my face
Just for the movie and to have the fiction
That body that mommy gave you without warning
But I do warn you that I give you for two
I didn't put her on the floor, but that's what she wanted
And I told her it wasn't her love story
Ha, now the ringtone comes to me
Yeah, it's blowing up my phone
Yeah, I live the action movie
Yeah, another rapper is my clone
Yeah, I was born with the gift
Yeah, now I write on the plane
Yeah, I want to have a million
Yeah, I hit if I touch the ball
Yeah, trap for sport? Yeah
Yeah, and I look with neon lights
Yeah, I pass without scratching
Yeah, they knock and I close the gate
Yeah, I didn't leave the neighborhood, we're still in the neighborhood
But I do want my mansion
A life without problems leaving the shit
That the same neighborhood left us
Yeah, smokin' good, feelin' good
I walk down that street calmly without seeing the light
(Without seeing, without seeing, brr, yah)
All cool, feelin' good
I have a heart below zero because of that bi—
(Skrr-skrr, yah-yah)
Mayday, it's a mayday (mayday)
A lot of players, a lot of prayers
(A lot, a lot)
Who always pray, but don't understand
(But no, but no)
That I'm playing as well as ever, yeah