P.V. English Translation Lyrics by Victor Mendivil
(feat. Fenix Flexin)
808, coastin’ a mil, mil, mil, mil
Los Fa, DJ Fler, make the money Fler
It’s all bullsht, I never wanted my life like this
Now every game’s like a Real Madrid final
For a while, they saw me in the ring
Now I’ve got no tears left, now it’s all Michelin
They’re slick with the sht, just tell me where and when
For these fire h*es, honestly, I ain’t stoppin’
Come, come through, they even lower their gaze
That damn envy won’t let ‘em do a thing
It’s all bullsht, I never wanted my life like this
Now every game’s like a Real Madrid final
For a while, they saw me in the ring
Now I’ve got no tears left, now it’s all Michelin
They’re slick with the sht, just tell me where and when
For these fire h*es, honestly, I ain’t stoppin’
Come, come through, they even lower their gaze
That damn envy won’t let ‘em do a thing
I look at myself and breathe while I remember it all
‘Cause I had nothin’, they treated me different
Bunch of a**holes, now I’m holdin’ the cash
And a few 30-round clips, clear plastic
I was a P.E.K.K.A. with Franklins while steppin’ on vapes
I’m in Bernadero, at the crib, that’s why the block erupts
In the Suzuki on one wheel, peelin’ off from the cops
A face tattoo and cologne that smells like dank
I stopped payin’ attention since I was a youngin’
That’s why in danger, when shots pop, I don’t run
It ain’t about actin’ tough or ‘cause I’m scared of the heat
It’s just that even the water in this cooler’s too weak
With live cinema, the one who tosses the shells
My last name ain’t Rocho, my family was already rich
Deals with Yakuza and Chinese I made with my clique
One day they looked down on me, sayin’, “Do me a favor”
Like meat dipped in gold, my body looks like a mine
Suckin’ on lollipops, h*es *** on ketamine
Back in the hood, posted up on the corner
Now they hear you on a corner in China’s Disneyland
I ain’t forgot how many tried to burn me
But their Phoenix key helped me rise up
I didn’t count on nobody, but I knew how to push through
With rifles, the hitmen on deck to protect me
No bushes in the clique, I’m ridin’ with a strap
I told a shawty, “Come through,” we ‘bout to make a *** tape
I’m ridin’ with my shooter, she went down for her mistake
Catch him on his block, I’m on him with the Glock, he pressed play
Dude postin’ sht on Instagram, I couldn’t be that
Say he’ll *** me when he see me, I don’t believe that
Talkin’ all that sht like euphemisms, where your feet at?
I keep real steppers with me, fck a fight, ain’t no rematch
You gone, we box him up and send him home
Like, what he on? Always rappin’ ‘bout killin’ in songs
I don’t hesitate for nothin’, if I catch him, then it’s on
I’m suited up and booted up, tryna send a dude gone
Broke his mind, made his own bed, now he lay in it
I’m ridin’ in that GLE, got a K in it
Like, why you got a pistol if you ain’t sprayin’ sht?
We in her baby daddy’s whip, she givin’ face in it
It’s Mr. Brown South, pop up on they block and do my dance
All I hang with is killers, drug dealers, we servin’ fiends
And it’s flexin’, yeah, a dude ain’t
I just hit her once, now she wanna have my kids
Dude dumb, must be playin’, think he playin’ with me
I’m posted at his house, tryna torch the 50
I bet it’s worth a quarter mil’, I’m tryna drop somethin’
They talk like they really ‘bout it, but they not, none
For my mama
It’s all bullsht, I never wanted my life like this
Now every game’s like a Real Madrid final
For a while, they saw me in the ring
Now I’ve got no tears left, now it’s all Michelin
They’re slick with the sht, just tell me where and when
For these fire h*es, honestly, I ain’t stoppin’
They see me pull up, they even lower their gaze
That damn envy won’t let ‘em do a thing
It’s all bullsht, I never wanted my life like this
Now every game’s like a Real Madrid final
For a while, they saw me in the ring
Now I’ve got no tears left, now it’s all Michelin
They’re slick with the sht, just tell me where and when
For these fire h*es, honestly, I ain’t stoppin’
They see me pull up, they even lower their gaze
That damn envy won’t let ‘em do a thing