You maybe keep this on the low
Asking for my help, don’t you know I’m closed for good?
Didn’t I tell you I’m not a toy? I thought I made it clear
I don’t want your name on my phone
Ni me monto ni se montan
Lo he roba’o pa’ que lo rompas
He soltado yo el primero
Aunque boxeo a la contra
Me muevo ligero
Como si estuviera en sombra
Me lo he escrito en diez minutos
Pero para ellos es bomba
La cosa va cogiendo forma
Yo salgo sin antibalas, casi que salgo sin córnea
Me he hecho una llave con el torna
Y aunque no haya cinturón, Jon Jones siempre le gana a Cormier
Me muero solo por que elijo
Y ahora quiero una cadena, me he cansa’o del crucifijo
Con solo hablar lo vuelvo esquizo
AKA Charles Manson, Sharon Tate y su hijo
La familia y papa, Kid Pasta rapping like a trapstar
Tenemos los modales, tenemos la trasta
Yo pegado al suelo como en Nascar, me quité la cresta
Entré fuerte en la apuesta me lo lleva y ya está
Basic como pasta, pasta, pasta
No le dejan entrar, ¿y qué hace el shars? Pues los aplasta
Entre humo que parece niebla
Con una sonrisa a medias porque ingres más que gasta
Halo, I got it around me but hell no
The sh#t we’re singing is no demo
But I really don’t mind
My name is written in the stars
Halo, I got it around me but hell no
The sh#t we’re singing is no demo
But I really don’t mind
My name is written in the stars
Sin jefe, uno más en el barrio
A mí no me molestéis, no rindo cuentas ni al horario
Te juro que lo dejo tieso, que me subo pa’ su peso
Puta yo soy un warrior
A veces weed, a veces polen
A veces [sniff] y otras deporte
Pero eso a ti que no te importe
Que a mi niña yo la cuido y a mi G no le doy corte
Me vienen mirando cuando rulo por la lleca
No sé si por las TN o el peluco en la muñeca
Miran mi rubia con coleta
But se quedan con las ganas, es papá el que se la peta
Rulo con Raw, rulo con Zinga
Se me calienta la boca, no en la calle sí en la timba
Yo de Lacoste y ella de bimba
Y esto ya ni son ojeras, se me han grabado como estigmas
Trabajo hasta de madrugada
Pago y cobro mis dineros, no me pintan la cara
Si es buena hay que pagarla cara
Por mi hermano que se hace en un día toda la semana
You maybe keep this on the low
Asking for my help, don’t you know I’m closed for good?
Didn’t I tell you I’m not a toy? I thought I made it clear
I don’t want your name on my phone
Halo, I got it around me but hell no
The sh#t we’re singing is no demo
But I really don’t mind
My name is written in the stars
Halo, I got it around me but hell no
The sh#t we’re singing is no demo
But I really don’t mind
My name is written in the stars
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Halo Lyrics English
You maybe keep this on the low
Asking for my help, do not you know I’m closed for good?
Didn’t i Tell You I’m not to Toy? I THOUGHT I MADE IT CLEAR
I do not want your name on my phone
Nor do I amount nor mounted
I have roba’o pa ‘who break it
I have released the first
Although Boxing against
I move lightly
As if he were in shadow
I have written it in ten minutes
But for them it is bomb
The thing is caught form
I go out without antibalas, almost I leave without a cornea
I have made a key with the turn
And although there is no belt, Jon Jones always wins Cormier
I’m dying just why I choose
And now I want a chain, I wear crucifix
Just talking about him, I’ll go back Skizo
Aka Charles Manson, Sharon Tate and her son
Family and Pope, Kid Pasta Rapping Like TrapStar
We have the manners, we have the stretch
I stuck to the ground as in Nascar, I took off the ridge
I entered strong in the bet takes it and that’s it
Basic as a pasta, pasta, pasta
Do not let him in, and what does the Shars do? Well, he crushes them
Between smoke that looks like fog
With a half smile because I am more than spent
Halo, I got it arond me but hell no
The sh#t We’re Singing Is No Demo
But i really do not mind
My Name Is Written In The Stars
Halo, I got it arond me but hell no
The sh#t We’re Singing Is No Demo
But i really do not mind
My Name Is Written In The Stars
Without boss, one more in the neighborhood
Do not bother me, I do not give accounts or time
I swear I leave it stiff, that I upload for my weight
b#tch I am a warrior
Sometimes weed, sometimes pollen
Sometimes [sniff] and other sport
But that to you that you do not care
That my girl takes care of her and my g I do not give him cut
They have been looking at me when I rule for the milleca
I do not know if for the tn or the patch on the wrist
Look at my blonde with pigtail
But they stay with the desire, it is dad who is peta
RAW, RULL WITH ZINGA
My mouth is heated, not on the street yes in the timba
I of Lacoste and she from Bimba
And this is not even dark, I have been recorded as stigmas
I work until dawn
Payment and collection my money, do not paint my face
If it’s good, you have to pay her face
By my brother who is done on a day all week
You maybe keep this on the low
Asking for my help, do not you know I’m closed for good?
Didn’t i Tell You I’m not to Toy? I THOUGHT I MADE IT CLEAR
I do not want your name on my phone
Halo, I got it arond me but hell no
The sh#t We’re Singing Is No Demo
But i really do not mind
My Name Is Written In The Stars
Halo, I got it arond me but hell no
The sh#t We’re Singing Is No Demo
But i really do not mind
My Name Is Written In The Stars
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Al Safir Lyrics – Halo