Lyrics: COVID-19 (Freestyle) Ey, we're gonna fuck with anyone I couldn't care less Because the more money you have, the more problems come I have few friends, but many hundred-dollar bills Servant, get serious, bastard, because Christ is coming I thank God every day when I go to bed Well, not every day, sometimes to be honest I told mom I was gonna be the best at this And I was with Balvin the other day at Premio Lo Nuestro They throw negativity at me but I stay focused Counting all the platinum albums I've earned The streets gave me respect and you all gave me love I live like a man but I'm still a child So much hypocrisy in this shitty music Given name Jesus, bastard, put on my tunic Few buddies, lots of frogs That's why, like Bad Bunny, I do whatever I want When I see my people, you know I've arrived I don't answer my phone since I hit it big I like big asses because they bounce And after one bottle they always ask for another With red eyes, find me the score You didn't appear in the movie but you're a cop And my bad for laughing I don't listen to yours but you listen to mine Do you follow me? Bastard And I don't listen to yours because I mind my own business There are a couple of bitches out there They're mistaken because I always laugh, assholes Who do you think you are, the only ones who have made it? Hey, I won't let them bring me down Envy is tough, I have to tighten up The ladies are hot, I have to make a move I'm not God but it's necessary to keep things under control (I'm not God but it's necessary to keep things under control) In truth, assholes, you have to suck it up
