Translation of the song lyrics El Diablo Me Avisó - Moonkey, Marvin Cruz

El Diablo Me Avisó (original)

El diablo quiere F
El diablo por la pasta
El diablo quiere F
El diablo por la pasta va
El diablo quiere F
El diablo quiere F
El diablo tiene F y no me quiere pagar
Le debo money hasta al florista de nuestro funeral
Que le jodan a esas zorras que me quieren ver mal
Estoy feliz, pero por dentro me quiero suicidar
Tengo alma de demonio y mente de crack
He roto su corazón por no poderte matar
He mordido la manzana golpeada de Adán
Me fui con Eva a hacer dinero, ella me enseño a cantar
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Yo los vi haciendo trato con la muerte ayer
Esa puta me prefiere, y nunca le he sido fiel
Necesito mucho xanax para poder perder
Si mi vida es una mierda entonces puedo vencer
¿Que ha pasao'?, No se na', i dont know bro
Si se me partio el corazón fue gracias a Dios
Yo sabia lo que habia pero yo soy mi boss
Desde que uso la razon he perdido de to'
El diablo tiene F y no me quiere pagar
Le debo money hasta al florista de nuestro funeral
Que le jodan a esas zorras que me quieren ver mal
Estoy feliz, pero por dentro me quiero suicidar
Tengo alma de demonio y mente de crack
He roto su corazón por no poderte matar
He mordido la manzana golpeada de Adán
Me fui con Eva a hacer dinero, ella me enseño a cantar
Baby, pero no
Que le jodan al amor
Esa bitch me la chupo
Hasta que no podia mas, no podia mas
Pero baby, i dont love
El diablo me aviso
Que no fuera detras tuya ni na'
Porque eras una bitch y me ibas a fallar, no
Nunca lo he pensado y me paso a mi primero
Esto no es un juego, pero creo en el amor
Nunca he sido sincero pero sabe lo que quiero
El dinero no me llama pero soy el campeon
Haciendo money to' los dias
Esa puta me queria o en teoria
Pero bueno es otro dia
La calle no esta fria, la calle nunca es mia
El diablo tiene F y no me quiere pagar
Le debo money hasta al florista de nuestro funeral
Que le jodan a esas zorras que me quieren ver mal
Estoy feliz, pero por dentro me quiero suicidar
Tengo alma de demonio y mente de crack
He roto su corazón por no poderte matar
He mordido la manzana golpeada de Adán
Me fui con Eva a hacer dinero, ella me enseño a cantar

(translation)

The devil wants F
The devil for the pasta
The devil wants F
The devil goes for the pasta
The devil wants F
The devil wants F
The devil has F and he doesn't want to pay me
I even owe money to the florist at our funeral
Fuck those bitches that want to look bad on me
I'm happy, but inside I want to commit suicide
I have a demon soul and a crack mind
I have broken his heart for not being able to kill you
I have bitten the bruised Adam's apple
I went with Eva to make money, she taught me to sing
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine
I saw them making a deal with death yesterday
That bitch prefers me, and I have never been faithful to her
I need a lot of xanax to be able to lose
If my life is shit then I can beat
What happened?, I don't know, I don't know bro
If my heart broke it was thanks to God
I knew what was there but I am my boss
Since I used reason I have lost everything
The devil has F and he doesn't want to pay me
I even owe money to the florist at our funeral
Fuck those bitches that want to look bad on me
I'm happy, but inside I want to commit suicide
I have a demon soul and a crack mind
I have broken his heart for not being able to kill you
I have bitten the bruised Adam's apple
I went with Eva to make money, she taught me to sing
Baby, but no
fuck love
That bitch sucked me
Until she couldn't anymore, she couldn't anymore
But baby, I don't love
The devil warned me
Not to go after you or anything
Because you were a bitch and you were going to fail me, no
I have never thought about it and it happened to me first
This is not a game, but I believe in love
I've never been honest but you know what I want
Money does not call me but I am the champion
Making money every day
That bitch loved me or in theory
But hey it's another day
The street is not cold, the street is never mine
The devil has F and he doesn't want to pay me
I even owe money to the florist at our funeral
Fuck those bitches that want to look bad on me
I'm happy, but inside I want to commit suicide
I have a demon soul and a crack mind
I have broken his heart for not being able to kill you
I have bitten the bruised Adam's apple
I went with Eva to make money, she taught me to sing