Mi Fortuna Lyrics English Translation by Ryan Castro
(feat. SOG)
Ah, doña Gloria
Sell me a little ticket for the Play 4
I’ll pay you when I win it
I get up at 5 a.m., take a quick shower and go grind
Super excited about the little car I wanna buy
I’m saving up, but this paycheck ain’t even enough for breakfast (Damn, man)
Pack some coke and pray to God this bad streak’s gonna improve
I got some sneakers for hustling, and they’re the same ones for partying
For the gym, for playing soccer, for going to mass and for networking (Amen)
And me, born good-looking, why wasn’t I a model? (Oh, man)
I gotta break my back to keep living good (Yes, sir)
Last night I went to bed with 100 messages on my phone
Saying if I don’t go the extra mile they’re gonna send me to fucking hell (Ah)
Just wait and see, when I get my money I won’t even say hi to them again (Just wait and see)
I want a little model, I want my fortune
A sick truck, I want my fortune
A big house, I want my fortune
Travel the whole planet, I want my fortune
Ah, how awesome to have cash to go to Coveñas for a week
With the crew, with my girl, with the family
And everyone dressed in original gear
Ay, Richy, you won the lottery
Now I get up around 12, I tell the chef: “What’s for lunch?”
Take a swim, eat some lobster, and a cutie’s gonna give me a massage (Eh, Hail Mary)
I pack a bag, I’m off to Paris, they called me to model (Ooh)
Then to Italy in the private jet, with cash in the Goyard bag
The Patek Philippe, the Rolls Royce, I’m famous on social media
The girlfriend I have, I upgrade her, and even though I’m street I dress formal (See there, my love)
Last night I went to bed with 100 messages on my phone
Saying if I don’t go the extra mile they’re gonna send me to fucking hell (Ah)
Just wait and see, when I get my money I won’t even say hi to them again, ha
I want a little model, I want my fortune
A sick truck, I want my fortune
A big house, I want my fortune
Travel the whole planet, I want my fortune
Do me a favor and speak to me softly and don’t raise your voice at me
Nobody knows anybody’s story, my money didn’t fall from a mango tree
If I eat rice and eggs it’s because I like it
But thank God it’s no longer because I have to
In the name of the father, the son, the holy spirit, and how awesome, SOG (Amen)
What’s up, Richy, my love
You were so lost
Hey, and who are you?