Level Up
Duki
Level Up
Yeah
What's up, mommy
Cmk and Bahía Blanca
This is a connection to the second floor
Cdvrecords and songthetrack baby
And this goes more or less like this, shkere
Oh, yeah, uh, oh
Oh, yeah, oh, uh
Oh, yeah, ah, uh
Between walls of mist (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah)
So you don't talk more shit about me
I have to walk in hiding (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh)
But that's not how life is (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh)
The first one I see and gives me a bad look
I politely accompany him to the exit
Everyone knows this chorus-no
Red eye, face and why not
Always comfortable at home
I could see you, mommy, but no
I could kill him, man, but no
I could be a black gangster, but no
I could be fake, man, but no
I leave that shit to the clone
I fucked up the times, the clock broke
I smoke chocolate, another block down
No matter how hard I try, damn sore loser
It's crazy that they think they're better
Go slower, move it
If I'm violent, I'm not from here
Enjoy the moment, light the candle
I'm glued to your body and I keep leveling up (I keep leveling up)
I no longer see drought, only joy (don't give a fuck)
I do magic with rhyme and they watch me (like what happened)
Whatever I do, it's a party in my life
Level up, level up, level up (level up)
Between walls of mist (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah)
So you don't talk more shit about me
I have to walk in hiding (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah)
But that's not how life is (oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh)
The first one I see and gives me a bad look (gives me a bad look?)
I politely accompany him to the exit (to the exit!)
I came to take the game, I know they don't like me anymore
Mommy, no pain, no flex, now it's a registered trademark
I want a hundred thousand a month for filling the room
The sponsorship of Bape, to have Californians
I don't know what to do anymore, she hates me and loves me
She doesn't want to see me, and days later she calls me
Tired of that woman, she gets on my nerves
I prefer to take in the whole scene
A lot of mouths open like nine hundred
Where four eat, only two sit
It hurts that brothers hate or lie to each other
More for a place where they no longer feel
Selling trap or watching everything violet
Fat handsome chapo with his puppet
Just give me a year, a stick and a truck
I become wise in letters while I drink nectar