Cayendo Pa' Arriba

Yeah
A lot of money, a lot of pay, yeah
Ah, a lot of money, a lot of pay
For, ah, a lot of money, a lot of pay, ah

So this is how it feels to be falling upwards (upwards)
Knowing that they know all those things they look at you (look at)
I feel the envy within their energy (their energy)
Let them mind their own business
I'm good with mine (mine)

I look lost but I know what to do
Ah, confused face but I understand everything well (all good)
Ah, conceited face but nothing to do with it (no, no, no)
Ah, grown-up face and I go without a beard on my skin (beard on my skin)
Now I'm going for all, remember my name (yeah)
I keep going alone, independent, I keep being true to myself (true, true, true)
I have gold and vertices burning paper planes
Her kisses on my neck shine more than the gold chain (ah, ah, ah)
Kelowa, Kelowa, now everyone forgets
Let them suffer, let them suffer, I own the league (Kelowa, Kelowa)
Come on, come on, give me a track of those things that are not forgotten (Kelowa)
Something I do on a beat improvising in a day
I want them to know well, who is the king (the king)
I'm looking for the 100s, It will be rain
In love with Mary Jane
Young lawless
I make music, can't be fight
I break the law

So this is how it feels to be falling upwards (upwards)
Knowing that they know all those things they look at you (look at)
I feel the envy within their energy (their energy)
Let them mind their own business
I'm good with mine (mine)

I was a damn kid, wanted to be a bad boy
In love with that bitch, with drugs and shots ('stop')
Committed to nothing, lost on all sides
Too dark to play with those whites (white)

Dear, I'm not a nigga but my flow is nigga
And although I was born in Argentina, I look like I came out of the Bronx
I don't take codeine and I go twice as slow (as slow, as slow)
Lacking vitamin loaded on top of the blunt

Mami, I'm not armed but all my lyrics are bullets (bang, bang, bang)
I make a hole in her career and leave her face clean (bang, bang, bang)
I'm hustling rich, here mami, I do nothing (bang, bang, bang)
I don't wear Jordans because I have wings on my feet

Mami, in 2019 I'm touring Dallas (yeah)
Weekend in Detroit smoking one with Ben Wallace (yeah)
Million for each song, paid by the one who records me (yeah)
To hell with Columbus, I conquer the Big Apple (the Big Apple)

The lie is expensive, betrayal is heavy (the lie is expensive)
I did what I had to but I never owed anything (the lie is expensive, the lie is expensive)
You met my family not just by sight
Life will cross us, all debts are paid, fake

So this is how it feels to be falling upwards (upwards)
Knowing that they know all those things they look at you (look at)
I feel the envy within their energy (their energy)
Let them mind their own business
I'm good with mine (mine)

Fuck that shit, man
Fuck the autotune
Fuck the fakers
Fuck the she