MLP

They say: How lucky
But they don't know all that I've achieved
Some say that I'm conceited
I understand them and I know there are many offended

And I don't give a damn
More than ten years and they haven't been able to beat me
Adventurous, loaded with money, and blessed
I'm the youngest and they seem like my children

Let them keep talking, I'm here making money
Dogs barking and the bill filling
And to make them hurt
I keep singing

I'm tired of shutting them up
I'm the original and you're a copy
I don't care if you're offended
I walk straight ahead, I keep doing my thing
Where do all these bastards come from?

Let them keep talking, I'm here making money
Dogs barking and the bill filling
And to make them hurt
I keep singing

I'm tired of shutting them up
I'm the original and you're a copy
I don't care if you're offended
I walk straight ahead, I keep doing my thing
Where do all these bastards come from?

And this is with much affection
For all those who are hurt to see a poor person progressing in life
Yeison Jiménez

I walk straight ahead, I keep doing my thing
Where do they come from?