Mi Estilo de Vida II (Party. Arcangel, Rauw Alejandro, Myke Towers, Miky Woodz, Ñengo Flow y Kenai)

Wo', this is my lifestyle, my fuckin' lifestyle, motherfucker
Ra' rauw
Real g4 life, baby
Ñejo
My lifestyle, yeah, my lifestyle, yeah
I'm gonna eat your ass
In the suite by the sea

(Hey, yo') (wuh)

I'm gonna eat your pussy (yeah)
In the private jet (aha)
Times have changed (wow)
And I'm still in good shape (ah) (wuh)
I'm still giving current, I haven't retired (no)
I look at the sky and thank for everything I've searched for (auh)

Straight to 4 tires
I'm riding well (rrrm)
Since the beginning of all time I've been valued (yeah)
I don't compete with anyone anymore, I'm positioned (-nao')
My repertoire speaks for itself even if I'm silent (mmm)

And I moved to Miami (hey)
Great choice (choice)
The first of the rappers with a rolls-royce
No matter how much it shines, I have my vision clear (woh)
I didn't change my personality when I saw myself on TV (yo') (oh, yah, ra' rauw)

God has never failed me, he has heard my prayers
The girls ask for rauw, they want me everywhere
If the blunt is rolled, why the hell is it off?
Laughing with the sensei, doing a burn-out (oh, no)

And the trd, I bought it in cash
The street, R.D., just in case I worked
I never changed my people, we don't park in the valet
She's not skinny anymore, I kept her, I paid off all mommy (yah)

There's no more weed, I don't crash (yeah)
I buy what I want without fear (oh-oh)
Nothing is missing in the fridge (ah)
And to the people in my neighborhood, if they need me I respond (uh)

We were screwed, now we can show off
Things have changed, nothing is the same
Those who didn't believe can suck it
Héctor lavoe told me my luck would change (yeah)

We were screwed, now we can show off
Things have changed, nothing is the same
Those who didn't believe can suck it
Héctor lavoe told me: Everything has its end

Young kingz

When we were at zero they didn't want us
They got jealous, because it seems like I hit the lottery
That's not luck, that's God blessing with precision
And since they're screwed they look as if it's my fault

I don't play basketball anymore, but I adore michael jordan
I have so many sneakers that they go out of style without me wearing them
Bold flow, I'm going to overshadow whoever opposes
There's money for the lawyer, in case the storm hits us

And I prefer a grave, where I was born than a cell outside (yah)
The world is yours, I have women scattered all over the sphere
The one who rejects me is jealous, they adorn me with blinding jewelry
If I make mine intercede it's impossible for them to retreat

Those who didn't believe are now fighting to suck it
In the lyrics I feel like barbosa, angelo
The asses that used to ignore me, now call to give it to me
Bastard, I'm always relaxed in dangerous places

Connected, respected and protected
By those who play with sticks as if it were guitar hero
As I gave my life a turn, they think I'm the chosen one
Bastard, I don't know if it's my style,
But everything I throw sticks, I don't sleep, I always take care of myself

I was broke and famous before, but we had to make it
The heat of the street, it's almost the same as hell
And when I die I want everyone to get hooked on the guns
Shoot in the air at my funeral, young kingz

Ah

It feels damn good to be at the top
I feel like flow los ortíz (hey), the bank account galloping
I don't fail, my bro, what I buzz is mouth (mouth, mouth)
I became harlem of these houston rotters (hahaha)

My lifestyle changed, but I didn't (I didn't)
The shows fill up even without promo
They want to show off to me, brother, and I wonder how (hey) (ah)
I keep growing without fertilizer (hey) (hey-hey)

I bought a house, the kid's future is set (ah)
My name will be permanent in the game, so I stand for that (yeah)
I'm still on the lookout (uh-uh)
The sagaera is over (hold up), that my luck would change
Héctor lavoe said, and I believed him (you know it)

Thank you God for blessing me, to my mom for giving birth to me (yeah)
And for telling me
That I was going to be the last one laughing (oh)
That the thought of giving up would never cross my mind (understand?)
Even if these bastards want to sink my ship
I'm done, miky woo'

I didn't have a damn thing
Now I have it all
I used to buy smith and now what I buy is Glock
The bitches know who the boss is
The pussy got wet
She landed in my room and undressed

The mommy wants me to ride her on the banshee, the motorcycle
She also wants me to teach her how to shoot with my gun (ah)
The blessings of my life are very tough
Because I have all mine kneeling on the canvas

The king of kings, the king is that, the owner of the crown
And thanks to him I carry a flow that doesn't forgive
Filling stadiums, singing rap to support the family
Inside my mind only glority, real g until eternity

The best
Find me a whore
It's more, make it two (I'm going to break them all)
Above me, only daddy God (wow)
People above me, there are only two (only two)
My dad who is a badass and my mom who gave birth to me

So, mommy
Come with me to the clouds
They get frustrated, because I go where they don't
And tell her
What she wants I already had
And I bought you a perfume, you perfume yourself when you smoke

A-a-a-ay, blessed I broke them all
They dream that I give up, but I don't give up
Destroying them alone
And your cat's panties I take off
I don't get worked up, but if I get worked up I get even and melt them
Playing in all the districts
Sending a kiss to the girls

So, mommy
Come with me to the clouds
They get frustrated because I go where they don't
And tell her
What she wants I already had
And I bought you a perfume, you perfume yourself when you smoke

You're going to suck my dick
In the marriott suite
I'm already a millionaire
Not a gangster or hitman
I look for the funds killing the league in stadiums
I think you've heard me
Playing on the radio

Find yourself a whore, it's more, make it two
Above me only daddy God
People above me, there are only two
My dad who supported me, my mom who raised me

Tell me mommy
What do you feel like?
I tell her four dirty things
And she blushes
I have the paper flower
Find the sheet

She says she has no panties, she wants me to take her
And maybe none of what I have I deserve
But dad wanted it and aimed at carlos crespo

The guys
I put them in the bank
Or I put them in
I spend it with a whore and I put it in her
I save a couple of pesos, the rest I spend
The new Mercedes
The rest in grass
That ugly, that fat, I put it in bastard, or are you deaf?
Your girl wants to have sex

More money, more problems, as biggie said
To hell with all that, light up another phillie
My past is black
But I deal with it
And don't wait for me tonight because I don't think I'll make it
Ñejo

Wait, wait, wait
Damn, leave the track, bastard
I wrote a new chant, 2020

I remember when I was really screwed (really screwed)
That the only check in my name (mailman)
Was from the coupons, what kind of balls
Sneakers that I wear once, then never again (nah)
How cool it is to be big as héctor said
But it's harder to be humble than a damn insect (you know)
My lifestyle changed, I made a couple of pesos (amen)
But according to progress, stumbles also come

When I wake up I sin, when I go to bed I pray
A way of living that not everyone has access to (everyone)
But, I don't even know when a hug is real anymore (nah)
I don't even realize when a bone is fake (muah)

That's why I don't give a damn what people say (three damn)
After the old lady gets all the westerns (uh)
And the real haters can suck an egg
And of course I'm going to suck your ass again, ma'

Ñejo
Woh
It's my lifestyle, my fuckin' lifestyle, motherfucker
Artillery
My lifestyle 2020
Tell me yoyo
Champion sound, elektrik, what's up?, nely, bastard