Dejar Atrás / Rompe Corazones (feat. Kidd Keo)

It's worth more that you don't mention me anymore, nor listen to my songs
So you don't remember this guy who only knows how to break hearts
No-no-no-no, I'm not asking for your forgiveness, or for you to understand and cry
I ask that God have mercy on my soul because He already knows I'm one of the worst
Men make mistakes that for others are horrors

I wish I could go back in time and not have met my brothers
Those who ate with me, those who stole with me
Because I know very well that thanks to them I became a real bandit
I wish I didn't have the drugs, I wish I didn't have the fame

I wish you didn't leave my side like Mary Jane does
I truly apologize, as the result shows
That I stopped being a pimp long ago, but the whores still look for me
I wish everything would vanish and erase those days

I wish I could be someone else and when I say it, of course, it's a lie
Because deep down I love the street, that's where the street is
Deep in my heart, where no one has reached yet
So leave me alone, calm, I mind my own business and accept, I've lost
But here I am in the game, it seems I haven't learned
This love is a trap and here I am deeply involved
And I returned to the street because your departure hurts me, fuck

Eh, eh, eh
They told me you have someone else, a damn faggot
I assure you I don't give a fuck about that dog, it's too short for me
I'm fucked up, I can't stand it, I'm very bad, I feel like a dead man
My heart is full of ice, my neck feels very cold
They know I kill everything beautiful

I, look (bae)

Baby, I want money, otherwise fuck your mother
I'm ballin' like Bobi, look where I parked
Three thousand on bottles and showing off
And in the end she drives and doesn't have her license
Every time I arrive at the party they play Keo's song
I only talk to the mamas, I don't talk to the ugly ones

I know it could be easy and I don't see it
And if I die the same, but you go first
Make way if the elders have arrived
My long dick doesn't fit in my pants
The coolest, no comparisons fit

And for the ladies, I'm a heartbreaker
Ah-ah, I'm a heartbreaker
And for the ladies, I'm a heartbreaker
Ah-ah, I'm a heartbreaker
And for the ladies, I'm a heartbreaker—

Hey, what are you doing here?, I've never seen you in this neighborhood
Don't signal me, because I carry a knife and I'll give you a stab
You're a rat, Mickey, you steal my flow, but not my essence
Bitch, eat my kids, no paparazzi, don't take pics
Better take-take-take my dick
I want all the gold like Slick Rick
King of the hustle, master of the mic
My flow is sick, sick