Lyrics of Cryin' fo' Poor Love - yung beef

Cryin' fo' Poor Love (original)

La dejé ir con él
Porque él no era un gangster
Mami, la vida que yo vivo
Nadie puede quitarse
Shawty no puedo quererte
Me voy con las ratchets
To' lo que ves ha sí'o gracias a lo malo
Algo tan bueno se pudriría a mi la’o
Chula no te estreses, hoy lo vamos a hacer mil veces
Pero después, no quiero ni que me pienses
La calle esta mi merda, pagando un par de deudas
De esas que no se pagan con monedas
Bitch, lo siento, me has pillado cayendo
No quiero que veas como me estrello
Las yolis me dicen que no me ralle
Que las folle con molly, y que me calle
Que mereces algo mejor, shawty, que no te engañe nadie
Le di un besito y me fui pa' la calle
La dejé ir con él
Porque él no era un gangster
Mami, la vida que yo vivo
Nadie puede quitarse
Shawty no puedo quererte
Me voy con las ratchets
El infierno mi punto de fuga
Mi rascacielos construí'o con basura
No es un buen sitio pa' jugar tus cartas, Sakura
Aquí la cosa esta oscura, solo una bala nos cura
Solo explícame con que cara
Me iba a mirar por la mañana
Cuándo llegue fucked up y me tire en tu cama
Oliendo a ratcheta Dolce &Gabbana
Mami en los libros lo llaman nihilismo
En la calle que todo te da lo mismo
Todo lo que apuestes por mi, lo vas a perder
Chula mejor que le tires con él
La dejé ir con él
Porque él no era un gangster
Mami, la vida que yo vivo
Nadie puede quitarse
Shawty no puedo quererte
Me voy con las ratchets

(translation)

I let her go with him
Cause he wasn't a gangster
Mommy, the life that I live
no one can take away
Shawty I can't love you
I'm going with the ratchets
Everything you see has been done thanks to the bad
Something so good would rot by my side
Chula don't stress, today we are going to do it a thousand times
But later, I don't even want you to think about me
The street is my shit, paying a couple of debts
Of those that are not paid with coins
Bitch I'm sorry you caught me falling
I don't want you to see how I crash
The yolis tell me not to scratch
Fuck them with molly, and shut me up
That you deserve better, shawty, don't let anyone fool you
I gave him a little kiss and I went to the street
I let her go with him
Cause he wasn't a gangster
Mommy, the life that I live
no one can take away
Shawty I can't love you
I'm going with the ratchets
Hell my vanishing point
My skyscraper built with garbage
It's not a good place to play your cards, Sakura
Here the thing is dark, only a bullet heals us
Just explain to me with what face
I was going to look at myself in the morning
When I get fucked up and throw myself on your bed
Smelling ratcheta Dolce & Gabbana
Mommy in the books they call it nihilism
In the street that everything doesn't matter to you
Everything you bet on me, you're going to lose
Chula you better shoot with him
I let her go with him
Cause he wasn't a gangster
Mommy, the life that I live
no one can take away
Shawty I can't love you
I'm going with the ratchets