Dime Cuánto (feat. Delaossa)

You tell me how much, tell me how much, yeah
How much will be necessary?
To turn the dreams of asphalt into gold
And be happy in the meantime
And I'm still paying for my actions, yeah
And the mistakes of those years
When we were hanging out on the bench, yeah
Tell me how much, tell me how much

In the middle of the war and I'm flying balloons
My idols and icons died on me
When I understood that no one is more, and that I was not less
And that if you go without confidence they throw you to the ground
I only have love for those who loved me, fool
And I don't hold grudges against the others, I forgive
But whoever was in nothing is everything to me
And I want them to eat and drink and smoke good, no more
I go out at two in the morning among neon lights of strip clubs
Ambulance sirens, vice in Puerto Banús
The city full of drunk tourists, invading the south
The houses are no longer so white, nor the sea so blue
Kid, the experience is the best teacher
But life goes by fast and time is not for sleeping
I was getting used to going everywhere without money
But now I have an empire like Elvira with Tony

How many dreams we had, how many we fulfilled
We were on our way to find them, we lost them
We don't sleep if necessary because we saw that there is
That you have to work hard if you want to wear a coat
The skin armor like a hostage since childhood
With dreams of paper, nightmares of iron
The thirst, yo', that my people have
Who have to pay the rent, feed the child
Oh it's serious, I have to be serious
Give me wings and I do cardio (Dela)
We go up to space
I settle the problems at their price, ah
We live fast and they forget us slowly

The last generation of the little square
Of the circle, the cold, the Negrita rum
A stream of kids with the little bar
The bike, the cutter, the little ball
The last generation of the little square
Of the circle, the cold, the Negrita rum
A stream of kids with the little bar
The bike, the cutter, the little ball

You tell me how much, tell me how much, yeah
How much will be necessary?
To turn the dreams of asphalt into gold
And be happy in the meantime
And I'm still paying for my actions, yeah
And the mistakes of those years
When we were hanging out on the bench, yeah
Tell me how much, tell me how much

Smile at me, brunette, tell me something that cheers me up
We live a movie-like novel, call me
You went so far and expect me to forget you
The routine depresses me, take me out

From the mental prison that I and my ego have created
What I carried with hopes that now scare me
The time you have given me, which I know I owe you
And I can't give it back to you and I don't want to either
I'm just a spectator of the whole world
The pioneer in doing what comes out of my shell
Or neno fillo puta do demo, six zeros, ah
The children of the fishing village

The city never sleeps, it never stops
Same jewels in stock, Moroccans in the barbershop
Opportunists, thieves, snitches, rich and escorts
Genuine minds locked up in drugs and alcohol
I crashed into the lamppost, bae, looking at your shorts
I thought you loved me, but I fell for it
Good boy by day, demon when the sun goes down
Tell me how much more I need to have your love
We talked in the early hours
Dreaming of a future we knew would amount to nothing
But, mommy, I'm not up for that anymore, life is expensive
I also want that stack so yallah, yallah

You tell me how much, tell me how much, yeah
How much will be necessary
To turn the dreams of asphalt into gold
And be happy in the meantime
And I'm still paying for my actions, yeah
And the mistakes of those years
When we were hanging out on the bench, yeah
Tell me how much, tell me how much