Qué Será de Mí
Ozuna
What Will Become of Me
Nobody knows
What I've been through in this life
And I wonder day by day
What will become of me?
If tomorrow I don't wake up
And God sends to look for me
I would like to say goodbye first
But what will become of me?
Who takes care of the family
In this world of betrayal?
It has been a whole Odyssey
Tell me, what will become of me?
I grew up in a circle of poverty
Everything was happy, settling was the skill
Grandma raised me, dad died
Mom was always there for me
I swear I didn't lack anything
I adapt to the (?)
Music fanatic, talent defines me
Listening to great colleagues
Grandma said (?) a date with spurs
In 2010, the street was my university
Learning from the bad, seeing falsehood
Evil, watching how friends killed each other, betrayed each other
I wondered, what will become of me?
If tomorrow I don't wake up
And God sends to look for me
I would like to say goodbye first
But what will become of me?
Who takes care of the family
In this world of betrayal?
It has been a whole Odyssey
Tell me, what will become of me?
December 2014 Sofia is born
My greatest blessing
And without worry my first song sticks
God already had his mission with me, a creation
I flow a natural style with a heart that holds harmonies
They threw me the bad, but I remained calm
And everyone was consumed by karma, ah
Now well stuck and famous
No time for the main things
Sometimes I sit down to cry
I observe how I live among evil
I would like to return to my poverty
I start to wonder but what will become of me?
If tomorrow I don't wake up
And God sends to look for me
I would like to say goodbye first
But what will become of me?
Who takes care of the family
In this world of betrayal?
It has been a whole Odyssey
Tell me, what will become of me?
