Esto Es Así (part. Hanzel La H y Junior Caldera)

This is how it is
This is how it is
Like this, like this, like this, like this (water)

I started mopping 'cause school didn't want me
Screw the system, I want money
My friends on the floor don’t add up
Bring me a teacher to explain why they left (why they left)
What a shame, a man who talks bad about another man
Throwing shade at someone, but for what?
I stayed quiet in court
Now in solitary confinement, screaming in the dark (water)

I've been craving freedom for a while
Had to step down from the high caliber (wuh)
But don’t think this is just talk
When I hit the streets, the clips are visible
In the car, the packages are in the back
Explicit content and also sensitive
You ain't my friend, you’re a rat
The lack of code is irreversible

Now let’s drop the feelings, this music for the expressers is just a warning (yeah)
Once I’m out on the streets, put me on a beat, I’ll leave it on the floor (wuh)
Here come the guys, I dropped the package on the floor (water)
The fans say: You’re fresh
I think it was the molly, how it cast a spell on me
In the 737, I still haven’t landed
Mix the Sprite with the syrup and hop on the ride
'Cause today we’re flying free like a bird
If they got a headshot, nobody knows
Everyone’s quiet, and if they talk, you don’t fit in my life
From the streets, we have the key, the codes you don’t know
From which you’ll never get the key
You gotta pay a toll if you pass through the block
Where the thugs are, there’s a toll, 'cause this is how it is

Baby, this is how it is, the hood, the bikes
The cash in the washer, the sticks and the guns
You burn out on the asphalt and life evaporates
The street is a poem and I write it in my songs
This is problem after problem, I’m a system error
This part of the movie you won’t see in the theaters
They can’t lock me up if I have a free soul
But when I’m present with high-caliber weapons
And the reversible jackets, I’ll hit you with the invisible
Sensitive content, there’s no life available
You’re a character with paint and makeup
And if you pass through my hood, you gotta pay a toll
You don’t fly, drop the trip, we’ll take your luggage
And the landing gear with camo rifles, yeah
'Cause this is how it is (the only cowboy, yeah)

We killed you at 6, they found you at 3
Enough to hide and everyone asks why
I left fingerprints on the trigger
Now they’re looking for me and I detonated it for being a snitch and I don’t regret it
The snitch was kneeling, screaming: I’m sorry! (Wuh)
32 and laying down the pavement
Whoever plays with my food is playing with their life
You’re not Chinese, so drop your stories 'cause this is how it is
The street is like this, problems are problems and they come from the roots
Your cousin is a [?] and I got dengue
Get your pencil and paper, a new phenomenon has arrived in your country
An iconic collab, they didn’t see it coming, but that’s how the scene is
Now they’re calling after they took me off the track (ay)
They have no dignity, a shoutout to my people who are locked up
I miss them like I miss Venezuela
Tell 'em, Louis

I've been craving freedom for a while
Had to step down from the high caliber (wuh)
But don’t think this is just talk
When I hit the streets, the clips are visible
In the car, the packages are in the back (water)
Explicit content and also sensitive
You ain't my friend, you’re a rat
The lack of code is irreversible

Yo, tell me, Loui'
Hanzel La H The One with the White Eyes
(Yo, tell me, [?])
From PR to Venezuela, from Venezuela to PR
You know, the direct route
(The only cowboy)
Yo, tell me, Pa
Loyalty forever, like Kobe with the Lakers
Wuh