hablando con dios
Slayter
Talking to God
Poppy, what’s up, dude?
Talking to God
Give me a sign, tell me who’s not real (yeah)
Getting high to escape reality (escape), yeah
I know they want me dead (want me dead)
That’s why I don’t let go of my piece (my piece)
Walking through the downpour, I’m holding my .40 (bang)
We leveled up when we took out the first one (bih)
Brothers locked up, brothers dead, man, that’s part of the game
The day they take me out, I’m going down like a warrior
My crew’s all in (yeah)
I filled the NOCTA with blood, ah-ah (the NOCTA)
The Draco sings like Randy Nota Loca (prra)
The .47 is the one that hits them hard (prr, prr)
From all this suffering, I’m crying blood (crying blood)
The kids in the game are hungry
They got locked up, we made them pass a test (ha)
We’re trafficking like De la with Arcángel (like De la with Arcángel)
Talking to God
Give me a sign, tell me who’s not real
Getting high to escape reality (yeah), yeah
I know they want me dead (want me dead)
That’s why I don’t let go of my piece (yeah)
I’m tired of the fame and the internet (the internet)
When in real life I empty the .23 (brr)
I’m a devil, but, baby, protect my angels (angels)
And we’ll shut down your career, flow J Alvarez (ha)
And if I hit it missionary, it’s because she’s really hot (she’s really hot)
And when I roll with the Glock, it’s with the bullet up (with the bullet up)
And when I cry, it’s codeine for my tears (codeine)
And may my dead brother fly like an eagle (like an eagle)
Fly (fly), little angel, fly (yeah), fly (fly)
I’ll stay active even if it hurts (even if it hurts)
Things happen when you least expect them (yeah)
Talking to God (talking to God)
Give me a sign, tell me who’s not real (yeah)
Getting high to escape reality (escape), yeah
I know they want me dead (want me dead)
That’s why I don’t let go of my piece
Among all the things I have
The ones that made me live are the ones I had to suffer a loss for first
I have my vision clear even though it distorts with the constant variable of what today might not be tomorrow
That’s why while many live, I’ll keep taking from life every minute that passes
To arrogance, to envy, to expectations that no longer align with my purpose
And putting my body to the test every time I have to be who I truly am
And not falling into the trap of meeting the expectations of a system that only feeds off my dreams
What you sow doesn’t come to life if you don’t die first
Good Intentions coming soon