Pa Esto Nací Lyrics English Translation by Neto Peña
They say there’s a little dude on the block who comes from the future, that’s what they say around here
He produces more hits than the MLB and if you ever run into him he’s probably high
5’7″ with a flow straight outta the nineties, a crazy motherfucker from ninety five
They say he flies, that he shines, that like Pancho Villa with two he lurks through the night
Legend has it I don’t even need a dime
That I came from Monterrey without a penny
That the drug addiction cost me dearly
That since I was a kid they looked at me weird
The legend is correct
Even though after fame came betrayal, the cart got stuck
I party like a motherfucker crossed with depression, we consume amphetamine
The whole recipe, my uncle Don Julio, a few lines of fentanyl
But I had to tough it out, endure the struggle to make it to the finish line
To be immortal like Doc Dre
Classic like a Plymouth Duster
What’s mine, two or three don’t even faze me
Two or three envelopes already reach me
Envelopes of checks, checks of money, smoking honey, hell yeah
We’re doing great but there’s still a long way to go, feet on the ground baby
The other day I dreamed
That I was born for this
When I woke up
I hit the streets
In search of the bills
With my faith and my skills
To pull my family forward
Better quality than quantity
The other day I dreamed
That I was born for this
When I woke up
I hit the streets
In search of the bills
With my faith and my skills
To pull my family forward
Better quality than quantity
All in black like a Palestinian
I like the money, the fine money
Give more drugs to the pigs
And don’t get tangled up on this path
Just stay quiet and they’ll shut your mouth
If you’re running your mouth around here in the hood
The devil comes out and they’ll leave your fucking heart outside
Here since I was a kid you learn how the pieces move on this board
Some of us grew up in the mess
And on the street we learned how to make money
Bandit life, street kid life
If I die, I die fighting
And the dog across the street dies first
Ra pan pan you hear it out there
You hear mothers crying
And there are bodies all along the sidewalk
The street is asking what’s happening, what’s happening
This crazy life is killing all of us, killing us
Oh oh I don’t lower my guard, I’m still the same crazy dude
Give me more poison so my head goes numb
In search of the money mami I don’t want a little
If a mission comes up with Supreme I cover my face
The other day I dreamed
That I was born for this
When I woke up
I hit the streets
In search of the bills
With my faith and my skills
To pull my family forward
Better quality than quantity
The other day I dreamed
That I was born for this
When I woke up
I hit the streets
In search of the bills
With my faith and my skills
To pull my family forward
Better quality than quantity