No Hay

Oh, my God
Madiel Lara On The Beat
I've searched and there's nothing
And there's nothing
What God gives me
Is nowhere to be found

And there's nothing
I tried to look but there's nothing
And there's nothing
Searching for things He doesn't give like

And there's nothing
And there's nothing
And there's nothing
Oh, there's nothing

Smoking with the homies to get to Dubai
No suitcase and no flight number
I wanted to be in style but they don't have my size
So I said bye

And how I’m boiling now I’ve got the fat
Living easy, Christ is in the house
I’m blessed and now I laugh
I’ve got a woman who's one of a kind

Hey hey
What’s up with you?
Your card isn’t going through here
That’s why my life is tied to God
But you’d rather have your fortune read

Hey
I’ve already made it, saw the contract and signed it
In big letters it said bless
You want to follow me and I said yes
Yes, but you don’t believe
That I roll with the Best
And if you see me sweating
It’s because the workers are few and the harvest is plenty

We’re up high, way too high
Because every rhyme comes down from above
I walk smooth
You step on the mine

When you walk with your homies
It’s not to buy burritos at the corner
Look out the window, there’s a neighbor
Watching how your future ends
Be careful if you trade perfume for urine

What you consume
Bro, it’s not flour
Stop with the line
And I’m not talking about Adidas
You’re not a gangster
Even if you imagine it

You think you’re invincible but you’re hallucinating
To be real, Christ is the medicine
The energy that takes away fatigue
He’s the only one who walks with you
He’s the light that illuminates everything

And there’s nothing
And there’s nothing
What God gives me
Is nowhere to be found

And there’s nothing
I tried to look but there’s nothing
Searching for things He doesn’t give like

And there’s nothing
And there’s nothing
And there’s nothing
Oh, there’s nothing!