that's weird. when i was a kid i promised you that i would be like dad but now, my indications can't make me think for now, my career and talent are my priority i promise you, mom that your son is going to change i think it's worth it to have it all if i don't have your love music, street and money invade my heart i didn't take your advice and now i understand your pain i know i'm not what you want i'll try to be better music, street and money invade my heart mom, do you think i'm in this because i want to? or that i'm not tired of this game? that the police are going to betray you and that everyone around me wants to embezzle money it's hard that no one gives you advice you stand in the mirror and see that you're getting older while the years have gone away you haven't done anything and you're like the old witch look mom, please don't question me it's better if you keep helping me with your prayers that even if people point me out and mention me i do this so you don't have to climb stairs to see if i put an elevator i know that singing would make me look better but how am i going to sing if when i chase my dreams i don't find a bed for my dreams and if i find them, they have an owner think about the things that you don't keep think about the sacrifice you have don't talk to me about honor or culture or hygiene because none of that is worth it what you have is worth it what's the point of having it all if i don't have your love? music, streets and money invade my heart i didn't take your advice and now i understand your pain so i'm not what you want i'll try to be better today i look at myself in the mirror i miss my childhood so much that i wanted to hug it and i miss high school i miss fighting in college but in the end i had to go somewhere else and i didn't graduate today i'm unfaithful to my dad's education and the pink love that my mom gave me one day i tried to take refuge in music but it was in vain and what's the point of talent without money? it's just a waste i took the street, it was my alternative i stopped on the train and put on 20 cracos and now i'm in a corner, i didn't have a choice in 20 that's what i get old woman, i'm sorry the one who has nothing, nothing is worth it against the wall i felt that it wasn't me anymore my faith was spoiled and hope became rusty if i have to do anything i do it for you because the objects can be replaced but you can't, old woman what's the point of having it all if i don't have your love? street music and money invade my heart don't take me away from your advice and now i understand your pain if i'm not what you want i'll try to be better Bulova El Danje Hey G, La Entonacion Omni Produciendo Complex Records Estudios Gia Que Tueva A Ti Mami Linda Mi Mami Linda Iris Almansa Gia Whiskey El Danje Bulova's Family Hey G, La Entonacion Omni Produciendo Complex Records Estudios Que Tueva A Ti Miriam Tu Sabes Que Lo Que