Buscando La Manera

I'm going to look for the way
Today I leave the trenches
Because ruin doesn't wait
How to get around it

Today there's no decent work
We're all hustling
And many just looking
To mess with whoever allows it

I'm tired of being that
Perplexed one that nobody has
I just seek to make money
Not that they owe me, I don't owe them

I don't plan on starving
Waiting for something to happen
Only the lazy ones
Time will accommodate them

When one is a survivor
When poverty sinks you
You lose morals and habits
One does what they can

When hunger is evident
One doesn't distinguish laws
And then why do they blame us
For the misdeeds on TV

And here we are
Looking For The Way, old man
Pure Calibre 50, ajay

And now who's more villainous
The government or the thugs
They're also very shameless
In the south they found out

And even though the bone is the same
But the dog is different
Money is money
And it makes the good one cursed

The 43 in fashion
People are going crazy
They're passing the buck
To see who catches the trouble

Many looked for the way
To do things right
But now not even with education
The people find the way

Success isn't for those who get straight A's
Success is for those who have connections
They come up with every trick
They can't shake off their commonness

Because the rich are influential
And do what suits them
And I dream that one day my homeland
Will open its eyes and wake up