Aguantando

El Beto
El Benni

That I have never left the ghetto
The ghetto has never left me either
You talk, but I'm just a liar
So get out of here

I have never believed I'm the first
You can already see that
They tell me I like money
But only to hide

I have earned my own ground
I have run but without brakes
I have avoided all my brothers
Because now I'm in the good

I have distanced myself from the bad
I have friends making hits
They are not hits of what they tell
But of those that fill the account

My friend, the one who stole from a police commissioner's son
And had to flee the neighborhood
Due to police abuse
Because here his word is no longer worth

That I have never left the ghetto
The ghetto has never left me either
You talk, but I'm just a liar
So get out of here

I have never believed I'm the first
You can already see that
They tell me I like money
But only to hide

(Bye, bye) enduring police abuse
(Maybe) getting up for the courts
(Bye, bye) enduring talks from the prosecutors
(Maybe) to never be locked up again

That we were never ones to skip school
To be on social media, to be on social media
We spend late nights at the police station leaving traces
Four walls, four walls

And then they ask, who else does all that hurt the most
Only family, not friends
That bad money, corrupts
Opens problems to partners, creates a lot of greed
Son of business

(Bye, bye) enduring police abuse
(Maybe) getting up for the courts
(Bye, bye) enduring talks from the prosecutors
(Maybe) to never be locked up again

(Bye, bye) enduring police abuse
(Maybe) getting up for the courts
(Bye, bye) enduring talks from the prosecutors
(Maybe) to never be locked up again

(Locked up, locked up, locked up)
(To never be locked up)
(To never be locked up)