el confesionario

(Wuh-wuh, wuh-wuh)
Eyow (El Jayrick on the beat)
Wuh-wuh (R-V, baby)

I live in a cursed world, baby, what a rage
Yesterday she said she loves me and today she hates me, what a bad trip
I lost faith in you, burn the dress and the suit
And stop being in my mind, just wait for my message
To tell you that I'm ready, the throne belongs to me now
Now I have more bills than dry leaves in autumn
Songs stick without handling so much tone
And my baby is thin like the ozone layer
I write like a master, I go out to conquer the night
My race is gangster, Mercedes, that's my car
Lack a lot of humility to share the lunch
I take care of my brothers, so their hands don't get dirty
I solve matters like a professional G
I never mix heart with business and friendship
When I try to send a message, I can only speak with rap
And few understand how speed is
Always looking for a little more shine
The bitches with lies, fingers on triggers
Yes, I know I make it look simple, ha
My ex-girlfriend thinks I'm missing six screws
Ah, I had already bought a ring
But well, that's life and we learned it since we were kids
The affection they show me with what my lyrics cause
The anxiety almost drove me crazy so I hit pause
Pause-pause-pause, I just need a break
And one of those guitar rhythms to become the king
They sweep me from behind, they don't know fair play
So I land it head-on, Cachorro Mr. Sensei
I'm climbing in a Jeep listening to Akwid with Nodal
How my life has improved, sometimes I think it's not real
But here we are, my company brings the manual
And my team has the level to go international, ah

Oh, I'm a good boy
I'm always drunk smoking around
Oh, I'm a good boy
I'm always drunk smoking around
Oh, I'm a good boy
I'm always drunk smoking around
Oh, I'm a good boy
I'm always drunk smoking around