Lyrics and translation Agorazein - O.G. (Original Game)

O.G. (Original Game)

7: 36 Young Love game
La vida aun le predice algo bueno que hacer
Baja sin correr, llega tarde ¿y que?
No hay futuro sin talento madurándose
Life struggle, aun no le alcanzo
Vende a cualquier mierda sus principios
El set a valor, no hay nadie mejor
Llego tarde al instituto pero no falto

2: 30 come con televisión
Seguir vivo implica alguna profesión
Futuro no complica, esa es su impresión
Pero ya cambio los libros, piensa que a mejor
Young Love game, su brazo a torcer
Esta es la primera vez, piensa jodete
Cuando acabes de aprender podrás emprender
Si esa zorra no te quiere solo piratee

8: 00 tarde turnos rotativos
No es exactamente lo que había escogido
Aprendió a olvidar lo que había aprendido
Cree que aun puede mantener los nuevos principios
Es el primer curro, algo temporal
Nada que el futuro Young Love no pueda superar
Pero algo huele mal, puta gran ciudad
Luces demasiado grandes pa lo que hay detrás

00.30 largas llega de currar
Tres años son ya muchos cuando va a acabar?
Piensa mi oro es mi tesoro si quiero gastar
Si quiero guardar, si quiero matar
Young Money no es nuevo solo un crio mas
Que creció y creció, que jugo y perdió
Aun le quedan fichas aunque falte gas
Mirando los anuncios, recuerdos atrás

O.G. (Original Game)

7:36 Young Love game
Life still predicts something good for her to do
She comes down without running, she's late, what?
There is no future without maturing talent
Life struggle, she still doesn't reach
She sells her principles to any shit
The set is worth it, there's no one better
I'm late for school, but I don't miss

2:30 eats with television
Staying alive implies a profession
The future does not complicate, that's her impression
But she has already changed the books, she thinks for the better
Young Love game, her arm to twist
This is the first time, she thinks to herself
When you finish learning, you can start your own business
If that bitch doesn't want you, just pirate it

8:00 pm late rotating shifts
It's not exactly what she had chosen
She learned to forget what she had learned
She believes she can still maintain her new principles
It's the first job, something temporary
Nothing that Young Love future can't overcome
But something smells bad, damn big city
Lights too big for what's behind them

12:30 am long arrival from work
Three years are already too many when is it going to end?
She thinks my gold is my treasure if I want to spend
If I want to save, if I want to kill
Young Money is not new just another kid
Who grew and grew, who played and lost
She still has chips even though the gas is out
Looking at the ads, memories back