La Mía (feat. Marcianeke)

Prr, Marcianeke

I run for mine, not for yours
Let it flow, no one messes with me, not even with my crew
I pass by with the piece all the patrols
I pass by with the piece, your woman
You brag with a gun that's not even yours
You brag with the cake of your woman
I'll give you lessons on how it's done
Bastard, study, bastard, study

In every corner I have my crazy ones
Bastard, I sing but I'm crazy
The gun in your forehead they place it
While I put it to your chick
Shut up, crazy mouth of a whore
Survives here the cunning one
And if you breathe after turning around
We catch you off guard with brute force (ah)

I don't see your card even with a magnifying glass
Don't talk about a gun if you don't use it
Mine execute the forty
Free from the cops while I'm at the beach
And my hot chick really sucks it
I remain humble but now with more cash
Don't mess if you don't want the forty in the back of your head
So it screws you with confetti
While I'm doing my thing making petty
Why talk about me if I don't talk about you
Before on foot and now Porsche and Mazda Mx
I'm doing well because I didn't make a mistake
Focused like a camera
Shout out to my buddies from the blocks
Sometimes top quality but now I bought a whole original Gucci van
We're ahead and you're so behind
At the shows we charge millions, more than three

I run for mine, not for yours
Let it flow, they murmur around, better run away
I pass by the snitch to the patrols
Also by the snitch, your chick
Bragging with weapons that aren't yours
With chains that aren't yours
I'll give you lessons on how it's done
Bastard, study, bastard, study

Don't piss me off, there are balls here
My humble ones, on their missions
For the mansions, with 5 bathrooms and 10 rooms
Many situations, many investments, bad intentions
Nothing impresses me, less oppression (hey)
You are clones
Evil calls me, and I want to sing
But I see the metal, and I started to think
If I hunt too, they can hunt me
Shot for whoever, you won't kill me

I don't fall in love with life
I don't back down, time is money
I value it, with bad choruses, I lose control
They're just talk, talk, talk
They make it crap, crap, crap
They're just talk, talk, talk
They make it crap, crap, crap (crap)

I don't fall in love with life
I don't back down, time is money
I value it, with bad choruses, I lose control
They're just talk, talk, talk
They make it crap, crap, crap
They're just talk, talk, talk
They make it crap, crap, crap (crap)

I run for mine, not for yours
Let it flow, no one messes with me, not even with my crew
I pass by with the piece all the patrols
I pass by with the piece, your woman
You brag with a gun that's not even yours
You brag with the cake of your woman
I'll give you lessons on how it's done
Bastard, study, bastard, study

(Bastard, study, bastard, study)
(Bastard, study, bastard, study)
(Bastard, study, bastard, study)

I run for mine, not for yours
I run for mine, not for yours