Milano Bene Lyrics English Translation by Sfera Ebbasta
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, ah (Money Gang)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns (Grr)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns (Grr, grr)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no, no, no, no, no)
Ah, I have no heart anymore, but I have a new Rolex
Leaving traitors behind in the rearview mirror (Skrrt, skrrt)
Ah, the city is cold, and while it’s raining outside, putting you under pressure (Grr)
I have my life in one hand and a gun in the other (Pow, pow, pow)
I trust no one, here everyone changes faces (No, no)
I would have made it, I promised it to mom, I promised it to Charlie
I always keep my word
Paranoia, Milan is dark
We smoke under the moon, there’s a patrol
The street gives, the street takes (Uh), it doesn’t apologize (No)
It’s a bitch, it purrs, it purrs, ah, ah
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million (Money Gang)
You know I’m always ready, tell me when and where
(We’re awake all night for these banknotes)
(We’re awake all night for these banknotes)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns (Bu, bu)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before
I grew up in the neighborhood among lions and panthers
Among buildings, railings, cousins, and hairdressers (Money Gang)
I had the hunger of those who never eat anything
I don’t drink your bullshit, sorry, but I’m not thirsty
I spend a million out of boredom (Uh), but it doesn’t even bring me joy (No, no)
Lion on social media, I know you’re a bitch
Coca-Cola, my soda is dark, my girl is fizzy (Bu), your time is coming (Bu, bu)
Always aim for the head, never aim for the chest
Because I have no heart, but I know how to use my brain
The favorite child, the king of Cinisello
I have the extended magazine, the finger on the trigger (Grr)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand (Money Gang)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, Milano well
Skipping the line, the wheel turns (Bu, bu)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before (No, no)
I swear I won’t return as poor as before