Alta Gama

Rochy RD

High Range

New rich
Making money, that's my crime
God doesn't forget me, that's why I don't worry
I've seen myself at a low, I know what it's like to be down
I also know what it feels like to live life mocked

High Range, new rich
Bring champagne, lots of seafood
High Range, new rich
Bring champagne, lots of seafood
High Range, new rich
Bring champagne, lots of seafood
High Range, new rich
Bring champagne, lots of seafood
High Range, High Range, High Range
High Range, High Range, High Range

High Range, bring champagne and lots of seafood
I can't give you the light, cups with the Federico
A geralka, I've been doing it since I was a kid
My religion is the street, I preach the thug life
I'm looking for myself as if I sell parrot
They can't raid me because what I traffic is legal
I managed my contact, the route through Puerto Rico
I'm craving it out of whim and I don't always have an appetite
New rich
Making money, that's my crime
God doesn't forget me, that's why I don't worry
I've seen myself at a low, I know what it's like to be down
I also know what it feels like to live life mocked

High Range, the same people know it's not drama
The Milanese fabric, the little rope and the Cuban
I wash the plant, I walk around the block
I'm mocked at a level where I do as I please
I go into the block, I don't care about anything
That's inside me, everyone who lived it knows
Whiskey must not be missing, bring a block of molí
Bring the grass, the pill that I'm going to 42 for

Eh, lie?
I have the respect of the thugs
I have the quarters, the weapons, and the connections
We keep going into the alleys
I'm still a tiger but among the High Range of Bosses