We make hours, boy, nothing can fall out of the sky Yesterday at work, Mateo, how am I going to fall back? I wake up the neighbors, we let things fall out of the sky My boy is hot, sleeps with bitches or in a drug gang Then bluff, bluff me, leave your son in the club Wait on the motorcycle, feel his pressure, keep pushing in my back Put him in the box, let him rest in that bus Drive in the back with the tip, or as a human being on the bus Wait, most of them are already dead, they have the cancer Are they stuck or are they rich? None of them has peace of mind I get messages from that sister of yours, come with money Don't have to step on the gas in that club of yours You let yourself be distracted, you have to stay man Let my heart beat on the road, you know my bars already We're only going home when we're in trouble In front of our eyes and in our backs say a few timers I've been going through those guys for a long time Stop signs, helicopters, but we keep going We sleep in garages until the morning We bring a bat to the block, I'm a man of my word I'm a man of my word I've been going through those guys for a long time Stop signs, helicopters, but we keep going We sleep in garages until the morning We turn on the batteries or lay down men flat Or drive a militia stash full of blocks to the other side You have to build in Marbella or in Amsterdam The Netherlands is on fire, we're almost driving towards Switzerland That car is a ton, but it's being burned down I know a lot of heads, bro, where do I know those guys from? Run past Hassan, past the lady, I want that rod Don't talk too much, give me a chance, I thanked those guys I love dark and rain, I love from below From where they pop with 9s, from where they lure for 7s From where they stop with life, from where they follow a race Where mothers cry and fear, from where they cut down forests From where they cut down blocks, from where they grow with 9s Ramy, Snacken or Breken, gambling addicts From psychosis, only standing mothers, long sentences ISDers, boys with lives I've been going through those guys for a long time Stop signs, helicopters, but we keep on walking We sleep in garages until the morning comes We bring a bat to the block, I'm a man of my word I'm a man of my word I've been going through those guys for a long time Stop signs, helicopters, but we keep on walking We sleep in garages until the morning comes