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 Ayy

 How many times they call my phone for help

 Like I'm their savior

 And if I ever needed help

 I swear I'd have to call myself

 But that's the price you pay when you the jefe

 And you got yourself

 Ain't nothing clean about this life

 that bitch a punch below the belt

 Y en las buenas mucha gente

 Y en las malas siempre solo

 Top's there but I don't deal with bottoms

 London like Gotham

 There ain't no heroes round here

 I swear everybody robbin'

 I'm tryna talk to God direct

 So i surround myself for profits

 One day you're at the top

 And you end up like Spottum got him

 It's like they wait for you to flop

 And they say trust body I got you

 I'm walkin' down this narrow path alone

 The devil tryna tempt me

 Jumped out the Porsche truck

 Dropped straight into the venti

 No lies round here

 On your mother's life

 Birds fly round here

 Tryna make the green and purple take off like Buzz Lightyear

 To infinity

 And beyond

 and tell me brother

 What you shook off

 This the real nightmare

 You see the bando

 Like a cook off

 You get served right there

 Para ese pico en placa bloque

 ¿Por qué no pasan por aquí?

 Éramos soldados ahora jefes

 Todas las noches que sufrí

 Plata duplicando

 Ey

 Pero a veces demasiado

 Hasta me duelen los dedos

 De toda la plata que he contado

 Una llamada de la fría

 Estilo hablando de toneladas

 Sí, Kiko

 Nosotros ya tenemos esa tonela lista

 Que en Colombia va que se haga pa' allá

 Ponte la arena

 VVS's en el pinky