Y Suma y Sigue (feat. Alberto Echagüe)

I don’t like hanging with the fakes
And I let the fools slide
With the others, it’s necessary
I deal with them, and that’s that

If the bad times get rough
I’ll hold on till they calm down
And even though there’s always a friend
I heal my pain alone

The hard times taught me
That luck is a tricky bitch
In the end, it always sticks
With the one who’s got the hustle

And I learned from disappointments
That the lefty gets loose
It’s better to take a beating
'Cause in the end, you’ll be out cold

Even if you’re straight as an arrow
If you’re broke, you’ll get played
When you’re working, you’re just anyone
But when you’re hustling, you’re the man

'Cause in the end, even the rat
That shares your blanket
When it sees mangoes in a row
Only thinks about how many there are

Besides, no one asks
Where the good stuff came from
What matters is the mangoes
Even if they come from the worst

And you learn at a sad price
Of your faith in this fair
That shame doesn’t dye
And money has no honor

My friends taught me
That it’s stronger if there’s a hustle
I learned from strangers
That you gotta distance yourself from favors

And the time I, being human
Gave a break to some random fool
Left me on the dirty track
Without trust and without a cushion

The others keep pulling away
By looks, like in cards
'Cause when they mark you, they have power
Preaching faith and love

Think you’re giving your soul
And then they give you the boot
But no one ever looks
That you’ve got a heart