Agradecidos (feat. Pablo Chill-E)

I back up what I say, like Pablo
I don’t talk about my crew
I speak on what I live
Now I live and live, living well, not just surviving
I love what I do, I’m a singer
Used to be a thief or a dealer
Now I kill time with a lover
Diamonds for them to inherit when I’m gone

My heart beats for little things
Roses for your hair 'cause I care about you
Money for you to stash in a plate
My goddess, 'cause I swear

It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful
It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful

Still don’t have much but it’s more than I expected
With my head between her breasts, I’m drooling
I remember she sold, I stole
I loved her but she loved me
And she sang, things that happened to me
Didn’t want to be a singer, I just vented
If they came to mess with me, I’d give it back
Always ready, I never blocked out

Whoever knew me knew
That I didn’t mess with snitches or cops
That I spent my life
Surrounded by girls on the street smoking weed
Whoever knew me knew
That I didn’t mess with snitches or cops
That I spent my life
Surrounded by girls on the street smoking weed

And I didn’t need to hear so much nonsense
Less was more with joy
And I always went out with my girl
Slept during the day, lived at night
And even though now I can cover my holes
Not all problems get solved with cash
I still support those who were there first
And look where I’ve come from starting from zero
I haven’t reached where you are but I don’t want to
I’d rather be smoking weed with people from the ghetto
They don’t let you smoke weed in money places

It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful
It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful

I still remember I was skinny, looking dead
Singing in the trap house, those were nice memories (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m grateful, always in my moment
I’m still the same, just changing the budget
The amount went up and I’m still
The same Pablito, on the street smoking weed
While you hate me and shout it to the four winds
I’m with my crew, enjoying a meal, no lie
If I tell you we came from the dirt
The clothes I bought are given to me in stores
The house I lived in rented for a hundred bucks
And I tell you this so you better understand
We came from nothing, how can you hate me?
I don’t brag about humility, I help my community
Don’t talk to me about trap 'cause I already come from there
Better talk about money, better talk to me about being tough

It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful
It’s been a while since I was out on the street
I don’t have much but I have what’s mine
We don’t go hungry, nor suffer, nor feel cold
Today I live off music so I’m grateful

Pablou
Kaydy Cain
Ey, ey
Tell me, cousin
We’re the same
Gang
ShiShi Gang
The Vendicion
ShiShi Gang