Drill (feat. Big Pleia)
How many times how many times
Wish that my soul could feel alive
How many times how many times
Wish that someone could save my life
How many hoes, how many guns
How many G must die in the line?
I'm ready for all I'll take what's mine
So shut the fuck off get out of the sight
How many times how many times
Wish that my soul could feel alive
How many times how many times
Wish that someone could save my life
How many hoes, how many guns
How many G must die in the line?
I'm ready for all I'll take what's mine
So shut the fuck off get out of the sight
Excuse me
Could be
You want me
To see
What it is
To be
One real
Big G?
Excuse me
One real
Big G?
Yeah
Rompiendo esquemas
Fumando del humo de ese que te eleva
Esta vida no es para cualquiera
Yo no creo que quieran su alma en la hoguera
Cuanta suerte tuviera
Si el diablo olvidará, mis actos no viera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Tomar decisiones que daño no me hicieran
Que nadie se muriera
Que no exista el dolor y que todos comieran
Que el rencor se extinguiera
Que nadie me mintiera
Y que cada palabra sea verdadera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Colgarme de una soga y cortarme las venas
Ojalá que pudiera
Ver un mundo distinto y ser de otra manera
Cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera ver un mundo distinto y ser de otra manera
Cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera
Yeah
Wish that my soul could feel alive
How many times how many times
Wish that someone could save my life
How many hoes, how many guns
How many G must die in the line?
I'm ready for all I'll take what's mine
So shut the fuck off get out of the sight
How many times how many times
Wish that my soul could feel alive
How many times how many times
Wish that someone could save my life
How many hoes, how many guns
How many G must die in the line?
I'm ready for all I'll take what's mine
So shut the fuck off get out of the sight
Excuse me
Could be
You want me
To see
What it is
To be
One real
Big G?
Excuse me
One real
Big G?
Yeah
Rompiendo esquemas
Fumando del humo de ese que te eleva
Esta vida no es para cualquiera
Yo no creo que quieran su alma en la hoguera
Cuanta suerte tuviera
Si el diablo olvidará, mis actos no viera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Tomar decisiones que daño no me hicieran
Que nadie se muriera
Que no exista el dolor y que todos comieran
Que el rencor se extinguiera
Que nadie me mintiera
Y que cada palabra sea verdadera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Cuantas veces quisiera
Colgarme de una soga y cortarme las venas
Ojalá que pudiera
Ver un mundo distinto y ser de otra manera
Cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera ver un mundo distinto y ser de otra manera
Cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera cuantas veces quisiera
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastian Beatrice
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