Translation of the song lyrics Tarde - Mdbcrew, C.R.O

Tarde (original)

Dos mil y pico, zorras
Yeh
Me siento, lo prenso, sé lo que estarás pensando (¿Qué?)
Sus besos, mi templo, esto no está funcionando (No)
Te invento, mil vientos, quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh)
Quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh), quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh)
Me siento, lo prenso, sé lo que estarás pensando (Ah)
Sus besos, mi templo, esto no está funcionando (Ah)
Te invento, mil vientos, quiero que me sigas mirando
Quiero que me sigas mirando (Seh), quiero que me sigas mirando
Aspiro el momento y borro to' por dentro pero sé como manejarlo
Hay droga por todo tu ambiente, jodiendo el fucking dirigente
Putas hablando de mi gente, silencios muestrense presentes
Confiable como tu propuesta, pero fino como tu apuesta
O como el perfume caro que se ponen esas demonias para irse de fiesta
Siguen hablando, dice usted que estamos inventando
Muchos que vienen con bardos, noches que llevan encargos
Y sin embargo (Y sin embargo), quieren seguir señalando
A la única musa de la Patagonia que flota en piernas de alto rango
Sigo ruleando (Sigo ruleando)
Lo estas viendo, se lo sigo dando
Enrolo smokin', mi piba esperando
Drug en la street, buena mierda girando
¿Qué estás mirando?
(¿Qué estás mirando?)
¿Toda la money que estoy malgastando?
(Jajaja)
Voy como Tony en lo alto jugando
Fueron mis hommies si andan preguntando (Yeh)
Bang Bro

Tarde (translation)

Two thousand and something, bitches
Yeh
I feel it, I press it, I know what you'll be thinking (What?)
Her kisses, my temple, this is not working (No)
I invent you, thousand winds, I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah)
I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah), I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah)
I feel, I press it, I know what you'll be thinking (Ah)
Your kisses, my temple, this is not working (Ah)
I invent you, thousand winds, I want you to keep looking at me
I want you to keep looking at me (Yeah), I want you to keep looking at me
I inhale the moment and erase everything inside but I know how to handle it
There's dope all over your vibe, fucking up the fucking leader
Whores talking about my people, silence be present
Reliable as your proposal, but fine as your bet
Or like the expensive perfume that those demoniacs put on to go to a party
They keep talking, you say we're making it up
Many that come with bards, nights that carry errands
And yet (And yet), they want to keep pointing
To the only muse in Patagonia that floats on high-ranking legs
I keep rolling (I keep rolling)
You're seeing it, I keep giving it to him
I enroll smokin', my girl waiting
Drug on the street, good shit spinning
What are you looking at?
(What are you looking at?)
All the money I'm wasting?
(LOL)
I go like Tony on high playing
It was my hommies if they are asking (Yeh)
bang bro