Grises

Go and tell them who we are

I wake up early, but God doesn't help me
My balls help me in this game of fear and madness
I don't deny that I often think about throwing it all away
But I look at the sky and realize I have the same height

They don't overlook me, nor do I overlook them
I don't break my back but I recognize that I charge for so much
The people who are still by my side know my laughter and my tears
That's why I will be remembered by all those boys from the neighborhood

Perfect plays, with the right people
I am a lover of curves, I will never live in a straight line
We are not gypsies but we do love buying and selling
Some want to kill themselves, I want to reach fifty

We'll see what happens, with all that shit
I have more strength left than Rafa Nadal at the beginning of the set
I am still the same man, my cassette never fell
Ha, go and tell them who we are

I walk through the neighborhood without a shirt
The life of bums, counting violets
I spend my salary on pure labels
My weird doctors have your prescription

Don't ask if I fly, mom
Weird people want to harm me
Keep in mind that if you're going to shoot
These guys are going to get revenge

Today I'm nothing original
Black man, I just came to originate
All the fucking shit that bothers you
But you can't give either

My girl calling on the cell phone
Asking who the hell you're with?
Just relax, dear
I'm still doing my thing making cash

I don't want to or can't move forward anymore
This shit has always been the same to me
Whether I want to or not, those sons of bitches
Will end up with everything

There's little left to see the end
Go out to shine, try again
There's a lot to see and show
Business to discuss, accounts to settle
Everything is mine let me fly
Let me buy, let me spend (damn)
Go and tell them who we are