Una Vida Chola (part. Lefty Sm)

This ain't music, it's drugs
(Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun)

Lefty
Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life

Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life

I'm shooting with the same aim as usual
With more weed than fire until I collapse
I'm going overboard with everyone who gets confused
The bigger the boat, the deeper it sinks

I can't sleep if I don't have a hit to chill me out
This damn anxiety is in my blood
With the street's return, it's impossible to calm down
So light one joint after another, rolling big

And I got mad skills to fatten my wallet
I live in Argentina but I earn it abroad
'Cause I'm in love with my land and my flag
But also with the cash, flying to chase the dough

Like my ancestors played on the road
I roll with my little gaucho until the day I die
We're making moves right in front of them and they still don't get it
They keep sleeping thinking they're awake

Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life

Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life

Yayaya
I got a raspy voice, effects of the weed
With pure party vibes, they see me when I roll up
They ain't my girls but they call me daddy
They hop in my jeep, get out of their Ferrari
I'm rap since I wake up
I bring my crazy hood from out in the desert
Everything's lit, cooking, I got the spot
I never worry, I'm never bothered

I'm in the hood like always, everything's hot
The dude's all twisted, people see him
I don't care what they say or make up
Fuck their goals, I'm here to mess with twenty

Representing the hood every time I write a track
I don't roll with fools, I roll with my crew and a gun
Get your act together to see if you can ride the wave
We didn't come first, and we send you to the back

Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life

Once again I hit the streets, mom's left alone
The same ones watch me when the ball rolls
I gotta watch my back with a gun
Wandering with dreams and a cholo life