Para Llegar Arriba

I have to get out of here, I have to trust myself
There's no money for this month, nothing will stop us
We don't ask for anything else, just an opportunity
To reach the top

We wanted to be like Biggie
Consume the best drugs, drive a Lamborghini
Win a Grammy, appear on TV
With my shorty by my side, lighting up a phillie

I was in love with a crazy girl
We spent the afternoon smoking weed
We went downtown to steal clothes
I was crazy about her like an idiot

I started producing, mommy, I was one of the first
To pack the boxes with a 90s style
Back then, we didn't make money
We were working in 4 degrees below zero

Buco gave me money to record a new video
He got a camera, also a model
He said: You're good, Dani, the sky's the limit
And that's why I love him, baby

I have to get out of here, I have to trust myself
There's no money for this month, nothing will stop us
We don't ask for anything else, just an opportunity
To reach the top

Everything that happened, mommy, who would've told me
I used to spend all night without sleeping
Mom, I swear this is for you and me
On the mic, a sock, It Was All A Dream

Oh, crazy, if you only knew
I still remember the park, all the drunken nights
We were in the street freezing cold
And with the music loud until dawn

Kings of the city
Look at those guys, always smelling like weed
We gave it to whoever was underage
So if the cops came, nothing would happen

Blessings to all who listen to my songs
Now gold records as if they were balls
This bastard is climbing stairs
Stay and don't leave me, crazy

I have to get out of here, I have to trust myself
There's no money for this month, nothing will stop us
We don't ask for anything else, just an opportunity
To reach the top

Shout out to Itchy