Bendición (feat. Alemán y C. Tangana)

Fuck, man
Sorry, sorry
Hey

The beach in the background, on the yacht under a full moon
Next to me a fine ass and some good weed
Today celebrating successes with Crema
So I tell myself that this was worth it, hell yeah

The fire's up, I wanna see lighters
My mom and my sister, my G, they’re my engines, oh
I’m not perfect, and sorry for my mistakes
But there are several who became entrepreneurs with my raps

This is what we dreamed of as kids
Wanting the best, but always being better, I swear
That’s why I don’t regret it, no hard feelings
But more cash comes in and a lot more love, and fuck

I wanna know who’s real, who’s not an illusion
Just crying in the limo and now in this mansion
Now they call me boss, the one with the final decision
They watch my back on the street, but, mom, give me your blessing

Blessing, blessing, blessing
Blessing, blessing, blessing
Blessing, blessing, blessing
They watch my back on the street, but, mom, give me your blessing

Hey
This is for all the top fifty on Spotify
For all the urban folks pretending to be rappers
Shut your mouth, what you write is bullshit
And make a reggaeton so I can shake my ass

Four years without dropping anything, I pop up suddenly
And my shit’s harder and more relevant
I could drop ten more in Los Cabos sipping drinks
Just drop a verse and humiliate you, we’re still hot

Hey, I started spitting rhymes on a mic
And I’m gonna die rich
Hey, your foot doesn’t fit in my loafers
I don’t know if I’m making sense

And a tear falls
Listening to verses from when I was a kid, pure ambition
I’m in my thirties and still have the vision
Ice cubes slip into the song

'Cause the world’s cold like the chain
And empty like your heart
If you looked for me, it’s a different address
If you copied me, congratulations
The Madrileño

This life is just one, baby, you know it doesn’t matter
In the end, everything gets lost, like the keys at a party
I’m drunk again, tell them not to record me
I wanna grab your neck and squeeze it till you finish

These luxuries and greed, we know they hurt me
I’ll tour for a couple of months, then I’ll send a miss you
The messages are texts or some voice note
Reciting a memory that will mark us both

These diamonds don’t shine as much anymore, uh-uh
And it’s well known that I’ve never been a saint
I say what I feel, scream in the room
My tears and the lizard belt go well together

Look at the profit, how I distribute it
Baby, see your heart, how I tear it apart
Look at the profit, how I distribute it
My tears and the lizard belt go well together

Blessing, blessing, blessing
Blessing, blessing, blessing
They watch my back on the street, but, mom, give me your blessing