Negocio En El Ocio

I got the world without the plan to be its owner with the wrong destiny
Lost somewhere waiting for triumph
And I don't seek it, just look and don't touch to not go crazy
Where did everything go, its success is bought
Like bribes if they catch you painting
Breakfast rhythms with a thin joint
We are different, you don't live in my place
I don't believe in God but everything falls from the sky

Without so many weights, the industry is paying

I don't know how I achieve it, at the end of the month I have another course
You will have memories if there is no deep well
Like this rhythm that engulfs me if I sink
Like that girl waiting for me with a kiss
Like my unmade bed for sex
Like the ticket that ensures my return

Making money for mine
Hands-on, this one is for my bandits
Let it feel deep inside because the bastards of the
T are eternal
Like that energy that gives life to everything
From its mountain where I get my gold
Speaking like gold without understanding the gibberish
They preach, they put balls
To their songs but on the street, they don't apply
I am everything I am thanks to my click, your fight king bitch

I'm going to jump into the industry, we arrived without a gun
For so much king chaos, fame is already looking for us
I'm not scared, I like to have fun and if we're going to be
I have everything to win, my team is the city, son of a bitch
I vomit on the carpet and on the wax, the street is a runway
And I model with sluts, drugs, and drunks
I'm winning what you're dreaming of
Hooded, dressed in black, stealing your rapper
If I'm going to eat from this, I have to kill that dog
If I want my contract to buy my car
Turn it on at your house and explode the neighborhood
All lit up, we've all won

Don't be an idiot, they don't pay my bills
My money doesn't go into other hands
I sell the pure product, everything and uncut
This is THR, they can't censor it
I don't have marketing, just a king's life
Without looking for a godfather, they wouldn't have made it this far
I'm not a star, much less an example to follow
If you live for real, there's always something to say
They're just benches for these big leagues
I make rappers look like one of your friends
This is raw, too aggressive
The devil gets into me but I keep blessed
We were born poor, destined to become rich
If rap fails, there are tricks we learned
You want to record, talk to me and ask for permission
I'm fucking them, sex without commitment

Give me that money, it's part of the business
I spend my life living leisurely
People don't believe me but I live well
Living my way, that's how it's done
Earning money is easy for some
Doing it like me, not just anyone
I have my own company
I find the raw material in my head
No one directs me, these produce me
I don't lower my rank, this grows
Skull soldiers to money makers
Tell me, dog, who do you work for?
I make money with my hands in my pockets like Pedro Navajas
Pure real MC, pure MVIP, pure player in the
You who are going to come and tell me pure hater looking to hit with a hit

They are puppets, puppets are puppets, you
What do you think, I live for this since 2003
I got hooked in 2017, I'm still standing
They are puppets, puppets are puppets, you
What do you think, I live for this since 2003
I got hooked in 2017, I'm still standing