Touched (feat. Rylo Rodriguez) - TLE Cinco

(Go crazy, AG) Ran this shit up from a penny, I still remember who around me I put up over a quarter ticket in the jail machine at the county I used to rubber band the money by a rack, now I do it by the ten Don't give 'em time tomorrow, we get the funeral drop, we go and spin Street curfew, jail time, grindin' 'cause I ain't goin' in Low car, Ram truck, do it like I'm Jalen Ramsey Said he robbin', but he ain't take a - yet How the - you slime when you ain't snake a - yet? Sister hatin' 'cause I'm a rapper, promoters lookin' for me now The DA got the judge, wanna book a nigga now That lil' - had a pudge, she paid to move it to her behind One of my dawgs, they shot him paralyzed, the three bullets hit his spine You the type to put some money on a - head and call it off I'm the type to put some money on a - head and up the amount Soon as -, she want a check, but that shit fake, you gotta bounce Streets know that he got bodies, but you told, so it don't count Dissin', why they say that I don't say, got it back Louis V button down, covered the switch 'cause it match I'm the same lil' - from the bricks, free Lil Pat In the game, I run with - who ain't a blood to get you whacked I been talkin' to lawyers, tryna get my bros back He was solid 'til he told, then a - told back Bodies droppin' back and forth just like ping-pong Lil' bro got shot, he out spinnin' with a sling on Are they here? Who you famous Back against the ropes, don't trip out how I'm around Devin Haney You -' everybody, ain't it Why the - you unfaithful? She ain't even got shit How the - you ungrateful? Made his sis call the locksmith I thought we was locked in, bring you on the road to riches I left 'cause she ain't hop in We the type to start stories, you the type to pay the fine I look like buying a - a AP, that's a waste of time Two weeks out, I done drunk like five pints, and that's like 80 lines Two weeks out, and it's crazy Zero rung the cellphone like 80 times Free the boys I used to rubber band the money by a rack, now I do it by the ten Don't give 'em time tomorrow, we get the funeral drop, we go and spin Street curfew, jail time, grindin' 'cause I ain't goin' in Low car, Ram truck, do it like I'm Jalen Ramsey Said he robbin', but he ain't take a nigga yet How the hell you slime when you ain't snake a nigga yet? Sister hatin' 'cause I'm a rapper, promoters lookin' for me now The DA got the judge, wanna book a nigga now That lil' - had a pudge, she paid to move it to her behind One of my dawgs, they shot him paralyzed, the three bullets hit his spine You the type to put some money on a - head and call it off I'm the type to put some money on a - head and up the amount

Yesterday I had nothing Didn't know whether I'll amount to something Instrumental I know a nigga with a body Tryna add some more to his count I know another nigga with a body Paranoid every time he leaves his house Majority of niggas die with they guns Just cuz u got it dont mean you gon pop it Hit a hoe in Houston with the rockets Hit a hoe from Houston on the Roxy's We don't get high off the alphabet Even though we take RP's 81 G-shocks on this Rollie NBA gang project baby sitting floor sits Last year had my tissue covered in Blood, yeah I used to sit in nose bleeds Hi tech red when I piss I ain't telling you to die but don't breathe I'm telling you goodbye but don't leave I'ma Project baby like Peezy Keep me a banger Chris Breezy aye I make this shit look easy If she loves me I tell her to cut it the barber way All of these rap niggas just like my sons And I ain't get nothing for Father's Day 10 bands 20bands 30 bands 40 bands 50 racks 100 stacks Double that Yesterday I had nothing Didn't know whether I'll amount to something I had holes in my shoes and in my clothes Only yesterday Why I'm going out to cheat? Only for yesterday I'm tryna fuck u today Even though we met just yesterday They never play when they round me I seen it like yesterday Show me that who was just with me I cut him out yesterday Coulda bought 9 pairs of embellish but I got some Amiri jeans I told her she cannot suck my dick cuz she just ate onion rings We get more backends than a pregnant lady I bought her YSL but it's all Gucci just like Roger Davies Baby bottles full of lean gave them Hoes the Poodie for the trench babies I rock them Cuban links even tho the boy here's a damn American You shoot don't miss give a nigga the blues like Sir Charles I don't think they get it. No misses or I we give them the blues like Sir Charles Fell on my face Took 21 percs today 8 or 9 numb the taste Still won't get tired before Kevin Gates Bought so much Palm Angels last night I saw heaven gates And now I'm young and getting money but my girl's not Reginae Yesterday I had nothing Didn't know whether I'll amount to something I had holes in my shoes and in my clothes Only yesterday

Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero tener yo mi dicha Pagando con sangre y con lágrimas Quiero tenerte en mis brazos Tan solo un minuto poderte besar Aunque después no te tenga Y viva un infierno y tenga que llorar Aunque me mate la angustia De saber que fuiste y ya no serás Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad Quiero tener yo mi dicha Pagando con sangre y con lágrimas Quiero tenerte en mis brazos Tan solo un minuto poderte besar Aunque después no te tenga Y viva un infierno y tenga que llorar Aunque me mate la angustia De saber que fuiste y ya no serás Quiero comprarle a la vida Cinco centavitos de felicidad

Quisiera cinco minutos Un buen espejo, un foco viejo Y corazón Mirarme abietamente Tras desnudarme para mostrarme Tal como soy Quisiera cinco minutos Quedarme quieto con mis secretos Y meditar Decirme por un instante Si ya es bastante O tengo aguante Para algo más Y ver hasta qué punto Vale la pena Andar de viento en viento Haciendo de veleta Y ver hasta qué punto Es natural Buscarse uno las olas Y hacerse un temporal Quisiera cinco minutos Un techo plano sobre mis manos Y algo de luz Y hablarme de pillo a pillo Y preguntarme sin escaparme Qué buscas tú Quisiera cinco minutos Un fino acero y abrirme entero De par en par Juzgarme honestamente Secar mi frente y simplemente Reflexionar Y ver hasta qué punto Vale la pena Andar de viento en viento Haciendo de veleta Y ver hasta qué punto Es natural Buscarse uno las olas Y hacerse un temporal Y ver hasta qué punto Tengo el honor De ser yo de mí mismo Mi esclavo o mi señor Y tengo cinco minutos Lo que no tengo es valor

Échele compare Que no se caiga el ritmo Échale bonito, bonito, bonito Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Besos le robe a tu boca Dios te puso en mi camino Y él no se equivoca No somos nada, pero lo hacemos Seguramente después seremos Novios felices Esto va enserio Una, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Personas me han preguntado Que porque deje a mi ex Por estar a tu lado El amor llega y no dice cuando Y ciertas personas salen sobrando Mañana llega el amor Y no dice cuando Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno Dos Tres Cuatro Cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno Dos Tres Cuatro Cinco Que no se caiga el ritmo, haiyale Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Besos le robe a tu boca Dios te puso en mi camino Y él no se equivoca No somos nada, pero lo hacemos Seguramente después seremos Novios felices Esto va enserio Una, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Personas me han preguntado Que porque deje a mi ex Por estar a tu lado El amor llega y no dice cuando Y ciertas personas salen sobrando Mañana llega el amor Y no dice cuando Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno Dos Tres Cuatro Cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco Uno Dos Tres Cuatro Cinco Vamos a bailar con esta polka pariente, échele Haiyale Ay quedo una más échele

Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Stuck inside a spider web, oh, web I can't make believe anymore (cinco) Hold my breath to five, prepare to ride But hey, I can turn the silver to gold (cinco) And everybody's looking for a better way Everybody's stuck in the race Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uuh, my body can't ride away My cavalry's on the move Uuh, I feel like it's happening I got to howl at the Moon Auuu-uuh Auuu-uuh Puppets on a wire don't dance for fun, no I don't wanna be one of those (cinco) Causing a commotion tiny bullet Cutting through all of the noise (cinco) And everybody's looking for better way Everybody's stuck in the race Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uno, dos, tres, quatro, cinco Uuh, my body can't ride away My cavalry's on the move Uuh, I feel like it's happening I got to howl at the Moon Auuu-uuh Auuu-uuh And everybody's looking for better way Everybody's stuck in the race And everybody's looking for better way Everybody's stuck in the race And everybody's looking for better way Everybody's stuck in the race And everybody's looking for better way Everybody's stuck in the race Yeah, cinco! Yeah, cinco! Yeah, cinco! Yeah, cinco!