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[Intro]
¡Aahh!
Con Light G (con Light G, con Light G, con Light G)
¡Aahh!
Mezclando lo’ efectos
Bregando, bre-bre…

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Verso 1]
Te vo’a decir una cosa, pero calla’o (shh)
Me gusta el dinero fácil, aunque difícil me lo he gana’o
Ya tengo diez años en esto, soy un viejo, en la liga proba’o
Joseo con intelecto, aunque me tengan investiga’o
Cuatro burros que le meto casi semanal
Son ocho cada dos semanas ready pa’ flipear
Cuatro más a la carga por tercera vez
Y treinta y cinco por cada uno cuando llega el mes

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Verso 2]
‘Tate tranquilo, tranquilo
Tú sabes qué pasa si jodes conmigo
Ando con mi pistolón
Por si acaso uno de tu corillo se me guilla ‘e cabrón
‘Toy pa’ lo mío, pana mío dame banda
Yo no ando solo, jangueo con los que mandan
La connect que tengo nunca se me enfanga
La droga mía en tu barrio tiene demanda

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Coro]
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi cuero es del extranjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Bregando con pollos y burros, parezco un granjero
Yo soy local, pero mi máquina es del extranjero
Yo soy local, pero mi puta es del extranjero

[Puente]
Yo le meto a la grasa y la mano no se me ensucia
Yo le meto duro duro al caldero
Pero mi mano no se ensucia

[Outro]
(Con Light G, con Light G, con Light G)
Austin, baby
Taste the Light GM flavor
Arcángel pa’
Directamente desde Las Calma suite
(This got one from the fresh shit)
Alright
Recuerden que cuando ustedes se estaban metiendo al agua
Ya yo me estaba secando

[Verse 1]
They said I was nothing but a troublemaker never up to no good
You were the perfect all american girl wouldn’t touch me even if you could
But you was sneaking out your window every night, riding shotgun in my car
We go to the river and find us a spot and probably went a little too far
Just a little too far

[Chorus 1]
Cause I was gonna be your forever
You were gonna be my wife
We didn’t know any better
Didn’t have a clue about life
But I was what you wanted, you were what I needed
And we could meet in between
We were gonna be the greatest love story this town had ever seen

[Verse 2]
So you went off to college and I got a job
I was working that 9 to 5
Dreaming of the days when you were in my arms, I have never felt so alive
I spent my days working, spent my nights drinkin’, howling at the moon
Screaming for the days when you were coming back
No it couldn’t come too soon
Couldn’t come too soon

[Chorus 2]
When I was gonna be your forever
You were gonna be my wife
But you went off to find better and I was learning all about life
But I was what you wanted and you were what I needed
And we could meet in between
We were gonna be the greatest love story this town had ever seen

[Verse 3]
So you came back after a long four years
Your college boyfriend didn’t work out
So we went out for a couple of drinks to find out who we are now
Sure, we changed but way deep down you had the same old feelings for me
I went to the store and I bought you a ring and I got down on one knee
Got down on one knee
And I said

[Chorus 3]
I am gonna be your forever
So baby will you be my wife
Now that we know a little better, we could have a real nice life
Cause I’m what you wanted, you’re what I need
So let’s meet in between
We are gonna be the greatest love story this town has ever seen

[Outro]
We are gonna be the greatest love story this world has ever seen
So baby say yes to me

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be-

I think it could be me
The world’s too small for me
My face up in your face
My face on every screen

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be-

I think that you and I
Could set the world alight
Cause we’re all stars tonight
Just need to figure out why

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants you to know their name
Everybody wants, nobody’s ashamed
Everybody wants to be famous

Feeling like a boss, and
Staring at the stars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, cause
Everybody wants to be famous
I’m calling the shots, so
See you over at Mars, it
Doesn’t matter the cost, seems like
Everybody wants to be famous

[Intro: T-Rell]
T-Rell
You don’t know what I done been through
Yeah
You don’t know what I done been through, look

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 1: T-Rell]
Fuck these niggas, they don’t want to see me here
They’d rather see me dead, not providing for my family
These niggas make diss songs all because I’m rich now
Do it for attention, pussy nigga sit down
These young thugs they be on my dick, remind me of my bitch
On Facebook talking shit ’cause every day we lit
So people let me keep it real, I did my dirt
Hurt my heart to see my mama smoke work
My baby mama be tripping, ’cause she see how we living
She fucked up her position, let’s just keep it ’bout children
My lil boy got cancer, I just hugged and I kissed him
I’m hustling and greeting, son every day gonna miss you
I got issues, with these bitches, I can’t leave these hoes alone
I got issues, wifey tripping, reading, going through my phone

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
Yeah more money more problems, more cash more hoes
Less time at the house, more fans more shows
I’m out the mud if you know me, I’m familiar with the struggle
Down bad had to scuffle, I made robbing a hustle
I got my DJ so lit, I got my niggas ‘dem rich
Bank account like phone numbers but ain’t got none for no bitch
Pour out my problems with drank, order up me a kid
Different cities and states but don’t go nowhere without sticks
Man I’m coming from shit, I went and iced out my fist quick
I like blowing a bag, walk in the store, give me this
Hit the yellow and itch, diamonds mwah, blow a kiss
I’m like fuck your opinion, like a big bitch I’m lit

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Intro: T-Rell]
T-Rell
You don’t know what I done been through
Yeah
You don’t know what I done been through, look

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 1: T-Rell]
Fuck these niggas, they don’t want to see me here
They’d rather see me dead, not providing for my family
These niggas make diss songs all because I’m rich now
Do it for attention, pussy nigga sit down
These young thugs they be on my dick, remind me of my bitch
On Facebook talking shit ’cause every day we lit
So people let me keep it real, I did my dirt
Hurt my heart to see my mama smoke work
My baby mama be tripping, ’cause she see how we living
She fucked up her position, let’s just keep it ’bout children
My lil boy got cancer, I just hugged and I kissed him
I’m hustling and greeting, son every day gonna miss you
I got issues, with these bitches, I can’t leave these hoes alone
I got issues, wifey tripping, reading, going through my phone

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues

[Verse 2: MoneyBagg Yo]
Yeah more money more problems, more cash more hoes
Less time at the house, more fans more shows
I’m out the mud if you know me, I’m familiar with the struggle
Down bad had to scuffle, I made robbing a hustle
I got my DJ so lit, I got my niggas ‘dem rich
Bank account like phone numbers but ain’t got none for no bitch
Pour out my problems with drank, order up me a kid
Different cities and states but don’t go nowhere without sticks
Man I’m coming from shit, I went and iced out my fist quick
I like blowing a bag, walk in the store, give me this
Hit the yellow and itch, diamonds mwah, blow a kiss
I’m like fuck your opinion, like a big bitch I’m lit

[Chorus: T-Rell]
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Fuck your opinion, you don’t know what I done been through
Don’t know my struggle, put in work because my rent due
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
More money more problems, yeah I got issues
Yeah yeah yeah yeah