LYRICS GAME

What's up, babe?

Real till death, baby, uh-ah

Real till death, baby

O-O-Ovy On The Drums

Look me straight in the face if you don't feel the same

that I'll understand

Not just anyone can keep up with my tempo

That's why you're leaving, babe

I thought it was for life

But you lose what you don't take care of

Most likely someone else will punish you

My love, why would I tell you no?

Your goodbye hurts, but fly

that while I get tangled up in other skins

I hope someone else comforts her for me

Your goodbye hurts, but fly

that while I get tangled up in other skins

I hope someone else comforts her for me

You turned out to be a leech

I already feel like Don, 'little angel, fly'

I want to be free like Venezuela

I'm not up for sh*t loves like those telenovelas anymore

Last night I found myself talking with grandma

and she told me that where there was fire, ashes remain

that I let her go and that if she's mine, she comes back

You win more by accepting defeat when you lose

Sometimes yes and sometimes no, I wish you bad luck

With you I learned that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger

And thanks to you now I know that sometimes you win more when you lose

I knew I'd suffer when I was already afraid of losing you without having you

And sadly the end of my Medellín love arrived

Guilt runs through my mind

The problem isn't you

The problem's that I believe you every time you lie to me

My love, you know what they told me?

That you're out on the street talking bad about me, I already know

But you don't say all the pretty things I gave you, I already know

Nothing's happening here, go with God

Relax, because the one who's extra is me

If you ask me whether this hurt me

My love, why would I tell you no?

Your goodbye hurts but fly

that while I get tangled up in other skins

I hope someone else comforts her for me

Your goodbye hurts, but fly

that while I get tangled in other skins

I hope someone else comforts her for me

I won't forget the call

when you talked to me to break up with me

telling me that you were already tired

fighting with me over some asses I don't even follow

But in the end doubt beat you

You traded a check for small change

And if that's how it is, don't look for my help

I'm no longer the one who undresses you

You're out on the street talking bad about me, I already know

But you don't say all the pretty things I gave you, I already know

Nothing's happening here, go with God

Relax, because the one who's extra is me

If they ask me whether this hurt me

My love, why would I tell you no?

Real till death, baby, you know?

Real till death, baby

Blessd, hey, tell me, Blessd

Ovy On The Drums, KEITYN

From PR to Colombia, you heard, babe?

Always Blessd

Tell me, Jara