BIGY – Que pour elles (English lyrics)

1st verse :
I promised my mother that there wouldn’t be anymore blood (no more blood)
She knows that it’s not true, of course I’m lying (I’ll fuck you up)
No hard feelings, I’m making money now (I’m making money)
My life is starting to make sense (a fucking time out)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m changing destination at ease
And I never worked a day in my life (each second of my fucking life)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My heart will end up healing
I didn’t want to love you guys (I fuck all those fucking bitches)

Pre chorus :
I don’t know where I’m headed, there’s no smile on my face
I don’t give a fuck, I’m out of liquor
I took my cash, our roads lead us there
I’m neat and tidy, I don’t have time to be fighting anymore
Wallah, no one takes advantage of me, don’t worry, don’t, don’t

Chorus :
Fucking you up, I don’t have time for that, eh
Loving, losing myself in you, I no longer have time for that, eh
You won’t ever see me hustling, I’m not like that
In the darkness, I’m scared to show myself, I gotta bring home mula
There’s only my mother, my sister that I care about
Thank God there’s no whores under my roof
I only have eyes for them, I only have eyes for them
I only have eyes for them, I only have eyes for them

2nd verse :
Hello, hola, I got me some yellow hash, some black weed
I need more pesos, I gotta make more money
I’ll spend my whole life doing that, and my soul is taking a stroll
But my heart is sick (my heart is sick)
I’m still waiting on my cheque, still screwing them
The past is calling me, the bitches are harassing me (booty call at the apartment)
Mean father, intelligent mother
There’s still some hash left (on the, on the) on my bedroom’s floor (on my bedroom’s floor)
Hoody on under the hot sun (under the hot sun)
One “I love you”, I’m (??) over at her place

Pre chorus :
I don’t know where I’m headed, there’s no smile on my face
I don’t give a fuck, I’m out of liquor
I took my cash, our roads lead us there
I’m neat and tidy, I don’t have time to be fighting anymore
Wallah, no one takes advantage of me, don’t worry, don’t, don’t

Chorus :
Fucking you up, I don’t have time for that, eh
Loving, losing myself in you, I no longer have time for that, eh
You won’t ever see me hustling, I’m not like that
In the darkness, I’m scared to show myself, I gotta bring home mula
There’s only my mother, my sister that I care about
Thank God there’s no whores under my roof
I only have eyes for them, I only have eyes for them
I only have eyes for them, I only have eyes for them