EL INCA

(O-O-Ovy On The Drums)

I have never said that I am the best knowing that I am
I came to make history, man, here I am
I’m alone, but I know where I'm going
When I fulfill my purpose, I retire like Floyd, boy

I’m a diamond
I don't want clothes
I don't expect people to understand me
I just want to have my family close, what you think of me won't offend me

Hey, hey
I'm in the kitchen
Manufacturing pure amphetamine
Rage dominates me
But the devil doesn't contaminate me, this year they nominate me for the Grammys

Tell me what you think, yes sir, brand new White House, in the lining of the guitar, the bills
To hit the dance floor, I have the toys so their women can sin

Love, I sent it down the drain
This blonde looks like a rocket
They told me: don't show your sensitive side so that they respect you outside

Don't call me for a trade
For business, call Pepe
I know words commit
More than money on a check

I'm
Words shooting so fast like Speedy
Asking me more things than Siri, for my thing, let’s get it
I'm the only Venezuelan from Mérida who has played in New York City

And I’ll keep killing prrr, prrr
Mysterious like Wally, here pure genius creating, I feel like in Silicon Valley, when they want me to throw, and I throw pure quality, don't want me, I don't want you and everything keeps funny

More money in my pocket, more money
Not with Universal, not with Sony
Don't compare a stallion with a pony
Don't compare Michael Jackson with Bad Bunny

If you want fire, they empty the .40 on you
We don't believe in anything, Venezuela it’s coming
We're not Domi, nor Bori
But as tricky as Neutro Shorty

Let them keep talking about me
Let the count keep going up
Money doesn't make you happy
But look at me smiling

Before we had nothing
No Louis, no Gucci, no Prada
We come from a place where children are playing with grenades

Let them keep talking about me
Let the count keep going up
Money doesn't make you happy
But look at me smiling

Before we had nothing
No Louis, no Gucci, no Prada
But the pack has grown
And we're active in the game

Killing the league, glory and tours
They throw and throw at me, but they don't inspire me
Just envious people who deep down admire me
I know they want me to stop, they already have me in their sights

But I escape them
It's the fucking cream of the crop
I walked with holes in my shoes
And now I'm heading for stardom

If you want, I overshadow that shitty flow
That you think you have, I don't think so
I broke the face of the one who underestimated me
And offered him my other hand, the one who betrayed me

I don't believe in anyone, I only believe in God
I asked Him a thousand times and finally it happened
I never force it or silence my voice
Yes, I'm the singer like Héctor Lavoe

I don't think so, that they don't beat me
All those losers, who suck me off
It hurts them to see that I reached fame
With my talent and not with their drama

The more you grow, the more they defame you
There's more pressure and fewer friends
But, warriors, everyone loves them
Ask The Inca and Chino Maidana, prrr

Let them keep talking about me
And let the count keep going up
Money doesn't make you happy
But look at me smiling

Before we had nothing
No Louis, no Gucci, no Prada
We come from a place where children are playing with grenades

Let them keep talking about me
And let the count keep going up
Money doesn't make you happy
But look at me smiling

Before we had nothing
No Louis, no Gucci, no Prada
But the pack has grown
And we're active in the damn thing, eh

TDH, yah
Ovy
Jah, hey
The pack has grown
And we're active in the game
We don't believe in anything
Fuck that shit, bro
Yah
Prrr, prrr, prrr, prrr
Hey