no PAIN no GAIN Lyrics English Translation by Paulo Londra
Flying to Viña, wanting to throw pinecones
I know they’re safe at home, Isa, Fran, Justi and Martina
God bless my queens while the king’s still in a fight
I’m rooting for the team like the Celtics, Payton
My crew lives awake, where I come from
Whoever falls asleep pays first, that’s why I stay alert
They’ll say I’m lazy, ambitious and clueless
At least I sin less than I did a while back
As a kid I smiled so much, now maybe less
But I still see the glass half full
‘Cause I went from nothing to everything and from everything to nothing
The only thing that saved me was my mom’s love
I know I got a few extra zeros in the bank
But the most expensive thing in this life is love and loyalty
Don’t get dizzy, and if you do, enjoy it
Whatever happens, it’s never that serious
In this life anything can happen
It’s about staying firm when everyone’s shaking
And I know, like those hits there’ll be twenty more
You either cover up or you’re left waiting
I go to the box like fat Benzema
I can barely turn, go look for it in the corner
2026, baby, every man for himself
I can build myself a house with the sticks they put in my wheel, but
Lyrical, it flows, accelerates, goes outside, drinks mate in his lounge chair
And I see there’s so much smoke that anyone gets dizzy today
I’m out of here, I’m the detox
Not a white boy that’s fly in Detroit, but a white boy walking around Don Bosco
And if you didn’t give me five bucks for the wine we never met, I don’t know you
My crew is the same homies I’ve known since I was eight
And we know sin very well, that’s why my brother dreams of being an apostle
Hallelujah
No pain, no gain, we know that real well, but sometimes we go to the dance
A girl I don’t even know comes up to me, moves it, you can see her Calvin Klein
She grabs me, I don’t know if I should open a fernet or go out running
She’s killing me like Saddam Hussein, you got a plain top that blows me away like Kurt Cobain
No pain, no gain, we know that real well, but sometimes we go to the dance
A girl I don’t even know comes up to me, moves it, you can see her Calvin Klein
She grabs me, I don’t know if I should open a fernet or go out running
She’s killing me like Saddam Hussein, you got a plain top that blows me away like Kurt Cobain