Víspera Lyrics English Translation by Duki
(feat. YSY A)
Imagine getting beat up for being you (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna be God and they wanna be me (Huh, huh, yeah, yeah)
Imagine being loved for being you
And not giving a fuck what everyone else does (Ivo!)
I’m the one who causes the crime scene and leaves the signature on the sole of the Timberland
The one who was smoking with YG, chilling with Southside, recording with Timbaland
The one who goes to Spain and makes Riverland look like an Argentine festival (Wuh)
Day before, day before, day before (Ah; Duko!)
Day before, day before, I always celebrate
Cup in the air, gold bubbles and smoke on the visor, visor
Life must be so good that they make me enjoy the most miserable things (Wah)
I say I want a break, but that’s a lie, I gotta be honest with myself (Wah, wah)
I could never settle for anything I do because I always wanted more
And we hit the studio at 9 o’ clock (Ivo)
10 years have passed and 15 more to go
Ivo brought me a canvas to paint
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher? (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher? (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher?
In the trap like heels on a trampoline
Drunk chips on the rag ’cause we’re all in
Hash as black as the gas that looks like soot
Crossing the ocean, swimming like a Moroccan
Changing outfits, thousands on the mannequin
Bitch, this ain’t a type beat, your identikit is useless
Man, I look like an engineer in here with so many mixes
The only thing I can’t control is all these tics, tics, tics
Getting goddesses with just clicks, clicks, clicks
Humiliating rich kids on all these beats, beats, beats
Started with $0 and I leave $100 tip, tip
When they meet YSY, they say: “What a good guy”
And what’s good here, honestly, is my team
Here we’re thinking about more than just getting rich (Huh, huh)
Sharp tools that I use to tear shit up (Wah, wah, wah, wah)
Taking the fat out of this track, giving it lipo (Yeah!)
From layover to the top, I got so many calluses
I just smoke and record until I pass out
I tell the truth or may lightning strike me
I raise my glass, I do trap to the flaw
I only think about money, logic with no flaws (Huh)
Sports life, but I always fail
My devil on my shoulder who never shuts up
I roll with my twin, my double, my namesake
And we hit the studio at 9 o’ clock
10 years have passed and 15 more to go
Ivo brought me a canvas to paint
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher? (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher? (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
With YSY I go floor after floor, who steps higher?