Poco a Poco (feat. OVI, LIT killah y Alemán)

(Last-Dude on the track)

There were many mouths I shut, just by being better every day
Today I have the respect of everyone, always grateful to those who helped
Grandma used to tell me: Don't trust anyone, my son, only in God
That the street is a double-edged sword and if you're not careful, you get stabbed, right?

And little by little everything came to us
Nothing was easy, I also started from scratch
I never gave up, before I was at zero and now at a million
For chasing money, I always sleep little and I'm a dreamer

Now that all dreams have come true, I buy what I want, and I have it all
Now that I could finally move forward, some were happy and others were hurt
And little by little everything came to us, oh
Nothing was easy, I also started from scratch

Hehe, and that's how it sounds
And that's how Ovi sounds, bro (Ovi!)
C.R.O, Alemán
And just like that, bro
L-I-T
Doing it fine, homie

I'm not going to listen to advice from people who never achieved anything in life
Tell me if you have something to tell me, no one does it like L-I-T
Sitting in a Porsche looking at the sky, I thought
About everything I achieved

And now I have more than I dreamed of
I started from the bottom, I got everything with work, no one will take it from me
I walk with a tequila in hand
Looking from above how they fight to have a place that I earned, yeah
L-I-T

Remember, bro, that I'm a bull terrier
We fill your Burberry with holes
You're a mouse apart from a cat
And I never liked watching Tom and Jerry
I smoke the cherry in a blunt of Burberry
I used to want a yacht and now I want a ferry

By the way, my Ferrari, bitch
Well armed heading to the mountains
Only people who work and hold on
Nothing scares me anymore
Since my brother left this earth

I know he watches over me from above and waits for me
But for now, I touch wood
Raise the flag
Only real people
We tackle anything with courage

Dude, I only trust my family
Around here, we sweat the shirt
The big ones support me, the fools envy me
Land of warriors, I was born in Argentina

Now the green papers have arrived
I only kill and die for my brothers
First we sold, then we sang
This is the life we always dreamed of

I know the looks were afraid
I won after I lost
I started from scratch with all my OG's
Now I have a Cartier worth twenty thousand

I go out at night and come back in the day
I always thank my God who guides me
I stay away from the fake and the police
We learned to shine among the filth

They call me a bandit if I walk with my people
I grew up in nothing, in a hot environment
If you're looking for me, I'm in the neighborhood as always
Things have changed, now everything is different

Haha, and that's how it sounds
You already know (who?)
Alemán
Mix
L-I-T
C.R.O

Uh-oh-oh-oh
Pure Homegrown Mafia doing it fine, man
I'm with the Bardero', did you hear, white boy? (Ovi!)
Last-Dude on the track