Mala Vida

(We are condemned to the bad life)

I wanted to tell you, baby
That you're bringing a bandit flow
Your secret is safe here with me
You know, I respect, but never forget
Late, always late, I'm sorry
They're bothered by everything I'm around
Returns, I don't fall for that
I'm looking for my own money
I didn't want you to get caught

Gift for mom, a couple of bills (a couple of bills)
So she can enjoy it and not forget me (not forget)
And the wound I carry here (I carry)
Tell me if you're going to love me

The bad life that pursues me
Times are changing and so are we
The street is burning, guiding me
No forgiveness for what you were yesterday

Bad life that pursues me
Bad life that I can't escape
Bad life that pursues me
Bad, bad

Fuck bad life, bad, bad
You wanted more from me, but I didn't give you anything
We're nasty, hitting the road (road)
Breaking the stage as if nothing
We do it just as raw
We carry the weight on our chest
And even though it hurts inside, we do it for the times
Good times, time in the end
Bad times that I lost

Fuckin' bad life, I spit in your face
Remember me when you see me, I don't buy fake
The fuckin' face-to-face visits have me cursing
I'm cursed, I can't get out

Gift for mom, a couple of bills (a couple of bills)
So she can enjoy it and not forget me (not forget)
And the wound I carry here (I carry)
(Bad, bad)

The bad life that pursues me
Times are changing and so are we
The street is burning, guiding me
No forgiveness for what you were yesterday

Bad life that pursues me
Bad life that I can't escape
Bad life that pursues me
Bad, bad

What I never told you is falling on me
I'm starting to believe that the good ones are the bad ones