Por Qué La Envidia

They come to tell me
That they want to criticize me
Understand that I am not God
And I can make mistakes

It's very easy for them to defame
Without caring about anything
They only care about talking
When they know nothing

If they had seen
How many nights on my knees in front of my bed
I prayed to God and begged him to help me
With my eyes closed

But envy
Humiliates and bothers them and they remain silent
When they see a humble being succeed everywhere
They are scared

No one came to give me
I was born from nothing
And I had to fight a lot
Stop the nonsense

Because instead of talking
They don't use their time well
A poor person can't progress
It causes them suffering

Whether I arrived very late yesterday
Or if I got drunk
If I bought something expensive
It was because I stole it

If they had seen
How many nights on my knees in front of my bed
I prayed to God and begged him to help me
With my eyes closed

But envy
Humiliates and bothers them and they remain silent
When they see a humble being succeed everywhere
They are scared

They are scared