Llegue Pa' Hacer Billetes (feat. Gera MX, Oregel)

I came to make money
I don't need friends, I don't need to prepare
Because I'm always ready, they say they're looking for me
But I haven't found any enemies yet

Those who compare themselves to me, what we do isn't easy
Your path is different, I don't have what matters
Because they can't handle me, that's why I have this gig
Anyway, I keep going, if I want something, I get it

Even if they prick me with pins and shoot me with disdain
And I'm the stepson and I've swallowed my feelings
Uniformed, two cents, two taking advantage of the position
And if you don't give them a bribe, they send you to the cemetery

This bastard came out of the neighborhood
And if I wasn't singing, I'd be a hitman right now
I don't turn the other cheek, nor do I forgive
I leave that to God

And I never care about what they criticize
I'm not here to please idiots
I sing about everything that exists in life
I don't rush and I never regret
And if tomorrow I hit the ground
Let Herencia De Patrones play at my funeral
Forging and toasting for this asshole

Supreme is that no one expects
My lights so dark, my eyes reflect it
Like the black sheep, they looked at me a while ago
But now they don't bother me because I'm not here to play games

I came to make money
I don't need friends, I don't need to prepare
Because I'm always ready, they say they're looking for me
But I haven't found any enemies yet

Those who compare themselves to me, what we do isn't easy
Your path is different, I don't have what matters
Because they can't handle me, that's why I have this gig
Anyway, I keep going, if I want something, I get it

I'm on a balcony, I have the sea as my backyard
The waves move so much, I think they want to talk
I've walked so much, I can hardly make it
Yes, I'm tired, but I won't stop

I'm hungry, I'm looking for my place in this world
The sky is very purple, I feel like it wants to cry
Love, if it doesn't know how to stop talking
Trained since kids to make money

The lights of the patrols scream you have to stop
A picture of my mother screams you have to arrive
That hole in the stomach says we have to eat
There's a dude in the mirror saying not to sign

I think everything is fine, it was just hard work
Now they pay us in kilos, they'll build walls before
The blows from the past gave me a great future
It's hard to be a saint in this cruel world

I came to make money
I don't need friends, I don't need to prepare
Because I'm always ready, they say they're looking for me
But I haven't found any enemies yet

Those who compare themselves to me, what we do isn't easy
Your path is different, I don't have what matters
Because they can't handle me, that's why I have this gig
Anyway, I keep going, if I want something, I get it

I came to make money
I don't need friends
I came to make money
I don't need friends

I came to make money
I don't need friends
I came to make money
I don't need friends