More songs by Reality
Description
There's a smell of cheap cigarets and morning asphalt in this rhythm, warmed by the sun and strangers' footsteps. That very youth where dreams were higher than houses and poverty was just background noise. It seemed like everyone had scattered, some sat down, some broke free, but inside, the same street remained - with hoarse laughter, promises on the bench, and the eternal "just a little more, and life will begin." Now the bass is thumping, reflecting off the metal of an expensive BMW, but underneath it's the same melancholy - for those who didn't make it, for my younger self when there was no Spotify, but there was a reason to wait for messages and a reason to run. Between the lines, there's adult gratitude and quiet guilt: for surviving, but not forgetting. And for the fact that all those "uh nanas" aren't just a chorus, but a way of saying to the world: we're still here.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Diconex. Oh na na.
Oh na na.
Oh na na.
Amor de barrio, niños pequeños soñando. Oh na na.
Nos la pasábamos en la calle fumando. Oh na na.
Shout out pa los que cayeron presos hace años. Oh na na. Salir corriendo si nos pillaban robando.
Que va en el BMW, que juré comprar cuando te tuve. Cuando no había Spotify, solo estaba YouTube.
No lo dudes, nadie sabía usar Autotune. Esperando a que enviaras otro nude.
Báilamelo, báilamelo. Si dice que sí, le digo que no, me lo hace mejor.
No puedo dártelo, solo queda olvidar y recordar los momentos que vivimos años atrás. Sí.
Mi mamá pregunta y me dice que si ya dejé la calle curé mis cicatrices.
Mi papá pregunta y me dice: "La vida no es blanca y negra, hay diferentes matices".
Recuerdo de niño cuando era pequeño, ni todo el oro del mundo vale más que un sueño. Juré que yo nunca sería como ellos. Yeh.
Oh na na. Amor de barrio, niños pequeños soñando. Oh na na.
Nos la pasábamos en la calle fumando. Oh na na.
Shout out pa los que cayeron presos hace años. Oh na na.
Salir corriendo si nos pillaban robando. Se va si digo ven y viene cuando digo vete.
¿Qué hay que hacer para volver a 2017? Ella sabe quién se lo meto y yo el que más duro le mete.
Dejé de repartir paquetes.
No sabía qué contestar, había que testificar, pero la lealtad es algo que no puedes comprar. El amor de los suyos no está a la venta.
Ya no me representa hablar de los ceros que hay en mi cuenta.
Con el agua al cuello, pero siguen sonriendo. No llegan a fin de mes, pero siguen luchando.
Y yo quejándome de cuánto dinero reinvierto, cuando de donde vengo no había ni para contarlo.
Recuerdo de niño cuando era pequeño, ni todo el oro del mundo vale más que un sueño. Juré que yo nunca sería como ellos. Yeh.
Oh na na.
Amor de barrio, niños pequeños soñando. Oh na na.
Nos la pasábamos en la calle fumando. Oh na na.
Shout out pa los que cayeron presos hace años. Oh na na.
Salir corriendo si nos -pillaban robando. -Oh na na.
Amor de barrio, niños pequeños soñando. Oh na na.
Nos la pasábamos en la calle fumando.
English translation
Diconex. Oh na na.
Oh na na.
Oh na na.
Neighborhood love, little children dreaming. Oh na na.
We spent our time in the street smoking. Oh na na.
Shout out to those who were imprisoned years ago. Oh na na. Run away if they caught us stealing.
That goes in the BMW, which I swore to buy when I had you. When there was no Spotify, there was only YouTube.
Don't hesitate, no one knew how to use Autotune. Waiting for you to send another nude.
Dance for me, dance for me. If he says yes, I say no, it makes it better for me.
I can't give it to you, all that remains is to forget and remember the moments we experienced years ago. Yes.
My mother asks and tells me that if I left the streets I healed my scars.
My dad asks and tells me: "Life is not black and white, there are different shades."
I remember as a child when I was little, not all the gold in the world is worth more than a dream. I swore I would never be like them. Yeh.
Oh na na. Neighborhood love, little children dreaming. Oh na na.
We spent our time in the street smoking. Oh na na.
Shout out to those who were imprisoned years ago. Oh na na.
Run away if they caught us stealing. It goes away if I say come and it comes when I say go.
What needs to be done to return to 2017? She knows who puts it in her and I know who puts it in her the hardest.
I stopped delivering packages.
I didn't know what to answer, I had to testify, but loyalty is something you can't buy. The love of your loved ones is not for sale.
It no longer matters to me to talk about the zeros in my account.
With water up to their necks, but they continue smiling. They don't make ends meet, but they continue fighting.
And I'm complaining about how much money I reinvest, when where I come from there wasn't even enough to count.
I remember as a child when I was little, not all the gold in the world is worth more than a dream. I swore I would never be like them. Yeh.
Oh na na.
Neighborhood love, little children dreaming. Oh na na.
We spent our time in the street smoking. Oh na na.
Shout out to those who were imprisoned years ago. Oh na na.
Run away if they caught us stealing. -Oh na na.
Neighborhood love, little children dreaming. Oh na na.
We spent our time in the street smoking.