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Description
There's no glamor here, just dust, heat, and the sound of bills being counted on your knee. A world where everyone fends for themselves, where happiness is measured in zeros and grams, and style is in how confidently you walk, even when the street whispers that there's no way back. In this rhythm, there's a smell of sweat, iron, and self-respect earned from one's mistakes.
Words cut like a blade, but they shine in the light - clean, almost proudly. Everything went thru my hands, everything cost nerves, nights, and risk. And now, when they say "lucky," all you can do is smirk: it's just a habit of not falling, even when the world is swaying to the beat.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
Bando Boys in this bitch.
Gang.
Keo.
Ki Keo, yeah. Look. Nunca decía lo que veía cuando la poli me preguntaba a mí.
Vuelta a casa, traje de fiesta, contaba mi taco antes de irme a dormir.
Miro raro to' lo mío es caro, quiero más billete para ser feliz.
Tengo un brother en el bando sujetando un palo, qué le hago, la vida es así.
Vengo del trap, vendía crack, tomaba lean.
Movía packs, gorilla y dope de Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, me veo clean.
And I had too many cash pa' mi edad con seventeen, yeah. La real me dijo el Pérez se corta con tetralactosa.
Sois todos de YouTube, por más que actuéis parecéis mariposas, ey.
Verte feo en vez de hacer feo, eso ya es otra cosa, yeah.
Con un coro de negros y dinero en el suelo y mírame aquí, me veo toda hermosa.
Vengo del trapo, de cortar kush en un establo, empacando pa' pasar el rato. ¿Cuentas cuánto? Háblame en tacos.
Me follé a la hija del Paco.
Antes de ser famoso ya era empresario, rutina de facturar cien a diario. Porro tras porro, vendiendo gramo a gramo, después yo lo cuento y lo canto.
Nunca decía lo que veía cuando la poli me preguntaba a mí.
Vuelta a casa, traje de fiesta, contaba mi taco antes de irme a dormir.
Miro raro, to' lo mío es caro, quiero más billete para ser feliz.
Tengo un brother en el bando sujetando un palo, qué le hago, la vida es así. Vengo del trap, vendía crack, tomaba lean.
Movía packs, gorilla y dope de Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, me veo clean.
And I had too many cash pa' mi edad con seventeen, yeah.
Vengo del trap, vendía crack, tomaba lean.
Movía packs, gorilla y dope de Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, me veo clean.
And I had too many cash pa' mi edad con seventeen, ey.
Nadie se va a morir por usted. Todo el mundo se intenta salvar.
Aquí no duran los distraídos. Estoy trapeando y se va a resbalar.
La primera vez que le metimos, en verdad me puse a vomitar.
Pero qué bueno que repetimos, porque ya me empezó a gustar. Y ahora bebé, tú quisieras ver qué va a ser de mí.
Si me joden, te llego con banana clip.
Todos armaos, todos tapaos, no hay videoclip. Estos negros creen, son Fifty Cent, no son street.
Nunca decía lo que veía cuando la poli me preguntaba a mí.
Vuelta a casa, traje de fiesta, contaba mi taco antes de irme a dormir.
Miro raro, to' lo mío es caro, quiero más billete para ser feliz.
Tengo un brother en el bando sujetando un palo, qué le hago, la vida es así. Vengo del trap, vendía crack, tomaba lean.
Movía packs, gorilla y dope de Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, me veo clean.
And I had too many cash pa' mi edad con seventeen, yeah.
Vengo del trap, vendía crack, tomaba lean.
Movía packs, gorilla y dope de Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, me veo clean.
And I had too many cash pa' mi edad con seventeen.
English translation
Yeah.
Bando Boys in this bitch.
Gang.
Keo.
Ki Keo, yeah. Look. He never said what he saw when the police asked me.
Back home, in a party dress, I counted my taco before going to sleep.
I find it strange that everything mine is expensive, I want more money to be happy.
I have a brother on the side holding a stick, what can I do to him, life is like that.
I come from trap, I sold crack, I took lean.
He moved packs, gorilla and dope from Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, I look clean.
And I had too many cash for my age at seventeen, yeah. The real thing, Pérez told me, is cut with tetralactose.
You're all from YouTube, no matter how much you act you look like butterflies, hey.
Seeing yourself ugly instead of being ugly, that's something else, yeah.
With a choir of black people and money on the floor and look at me here, I look all beautiful.
I come from rags, from cutting kush in a stable, packing up to pass the time. Do you count how much? Talk to me in tacos.
I fucked Paco's daughter.
Before he was famous he was already a businessman, with a routine of turning over a hundred a day. Joint after joint, selling gram by gram, then I count it and sing it.
He never said what he saw when the police asked me.
Back home, in a party dress, I counted my taco before going to sleep.
I look strange, everything mine is expensive, I want more money to be happy.
I have a brother on the side holding a stick, what can I do to him, life is like that. I come from trap, I sold crack, I took lean.
He moved packs, gorilla and dope from Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, I look clean.
And I had too many cash for my age at seventeen, yeah.
I come from trap, I sold crack, I took lean.
He moved packs, gorilla and dope from Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, I look clean.
And I had too many cash for my age when I was seventeen, hey.
Nobody is going to die for you. Everyone tries to save themselves.
The distracted don't last here. I'm mopping and it's going to slip.
The first time we put it in, I actually started throwing up.
But it's good that we repeat, because I started to like it. And now baby, you would like to see what is going to happen to me.
If they screw me, I'll come to you with a banana clip.
Everyone arm yourself, everyone cover up, there is no video clip. These niggas think, they're Fifty Cent, they ain't street.
He never said what he saw when the police asked me.
Back home, in a party dress, I counted my taco before going to sleep.
I look strange, everything mine is expensive, I want more money to be happy.
I have a brother on the side holding a stick, what can I do to him, life is like that. I come from trap, I sold crack, I took lean.
He moved packs, gorilla and dope from Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, I look clean.
And I had too many cash for my age at seventeen, yeah.
I come from trap, I sold crack, I took lean.
He moved packs, gorilla and dope from Medellín.
I got ten hundred grams on my bag, I look clean.
And I had too many cash for my age when I was seventeen.