¿CUANTAS VECES? Lyrics English Translation By YSY A & Bhavi
-Verse 1: Alemán-
I always mess up, there’s no remedy, and I won’t have one
I don’t regret all that I’ve lived, in fact, if I could, I’d be born again
No, Mom, no (No), the kid became a poet (Poet)
I became the face of the neighborhood, but not for selling ***
Alright, then, bring the rent
No one’s armed, sold the shotgun (Ah-ah, pu-pu)
I don’t aim for the chest, I aim for the mask
Kilos of flow in the suitcase (Oh)
Drugs that move all over the planet (Oh, oh)
I break it in the show, they show me their breasts (Ah)
She says she’s on a diet
And doesn’t even hide it, she eats it all
-Chorus: Bhavi, Bhavi & Alemán-
How many times did I tell myself that this would be the last time?
How many times did I tell myself that this wouldn’t stress me out?
How many times did I see myself in the mirror and never thought I’d reach old age?
How many times? Honestly, it doesn’t matter; I keep growing every time you see me
-Verse 2: Bhavi-
They come from three, six, ten
We fill the house, flow sold-out event
We’re spicy like until ten
We arrive at the event fresh, Beldent (What?)
Mint, people are happy
I also fill my people’s bank accounts
I find out everything even if they don’t tell me
We don’t mess with parrots, I send them to the B
To hell, I lose interest in them
If they’re fake, I go up without coffee
Zero fake, something else, okay
If they tempt me, we’re the wave
I don’t surf, Alemán, YSY A
Companion, from Monday to Monday, I do what I want
Night after night, I never free myself and say
-Chorus: Bhavi & YSY A-
“How many times did I tell myself that this would be the last time?”
How many times did I tell myself that this wouldn’t stress me out?
How many times did I see myself in the mirror and never thought I’d reach old age?
How many times? Honestly, it doesn’t matter; I keep growing every time you see me (Wuh, wuh)
-Verse 3: YSY A-
How many times did we go up and down as if this would never fall?
How many times did we balance in the middle of limbo without feeling our feet? (Wuh, wuh)
How many times? Albums and discs until dawn
Weeks pass, months pass
There are so many, I can’t count them sometimes
I know I have no other choice, no
That everything I break, I pay for, wuh
And I can’t pay for forgiveness, no
Not with all the money I make
My glass is filled, it’s bicolor
I end up drawn, like a colorful zombie
Lost between her legs, my thoughts and my sins
I couldn’t find any other way, I looked everywhere
I couldn’t find any other way than her amazing ass
With the girls, without the pigs or the caps
With her body and the brown crystal
With the parrots that disappear, chasing after the party
How much of this is everywhere?
My flow all doped up
The bars I drop are pure investment
Sorry, I’m in demand
How many times did we make it worth every penny?
-Chorus: Bhavi-
How many times did I tell myself that this would be the last time?
How many times did I tell myself that this wouldn’t stress me out?
How many times did I see myself in the mirror and never thought I’d reach old age?
How many times? Honestly, it doesn’t matter; I keep growing every time you see me