MI BRILLO English Translation Lyrics by Myke Towers
The family’s complete, blessings on my way
I owe nothing to the bank, to the saints, or to the law
The Daytona in two-tone, the New Era with the Js
The Crocolo with the Polo, Johnny Blaze pants
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
I’ve got soldiers by my side, like in Syria
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
Now I’m fit, but my pockets are fat (Easy money)
I have my communication with God intact, one grabs, not even catches
These are the songs that hit you
Like the mafias, I go after the cash
A lot of hunger, not enough cake, I was taught to share, hey
That’s why I’m blessed and I bless them
Grateful to the fans who come to see me live
There were too many obstacles, but we didn’t give up
The more time passes, the better I feel, like wine
When they try to trip you up, God shows He’s with me
I don’t hang with the fake ones, RIP to the dead, free the living
Fuck those preaching morals in their underwear
They criticize for smoking, but they take two behind your back
We’re not the ones to judge, so don’t do it to me
Even though I sing vulgar, I stay cool anywhere
I’ll be a Young Kingz even if my skin starts to wrinkle
The envious bite when they see me arrive and greet
I feel the support of the people, the warmth and love
I knew I had the gift since I was a child
I dreamed of this when Ronaldo and Ronaldinho played at Barça
And I won’t stop until we’re in the billions
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
I’ve got soldiers by my side, like in Syria
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
Now I’m fit, but my pockets are fat
Fast, tell your people to get ready
I tattoo like Luis Castillo, I don’t copy
The tracks moan like a dog if I drop a verse
There’s no one in this shit who spits dirtier than I do
Haha, I go out for a walk in the afternoon
People greet me like I’m the mayor
More than one’s bitter because my pen’s on fire
But they don’t say a word, they’re all cowards, G
There are many debates, even if they’re twisted
About who’s the best in the scene and lights up the street
For me, all these rappers are like believers
Waiting for a messiah, and nobody’s shown up yet (Not me)
I’m emerging, I still don’t fill stadiums
But you who can, should be supporters
The fans who show up should leave with something in their head
That’s what being a crack is, that’s being revolutionary (Ah)
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
I’ve got soldiers by my side, like in Syria
With God, I stay connected, I call Him and He helps me
I’m hustling for the good of my family
For all those who envy me and my shine bothers them
Now I’m fit, but my pockets are fat
Easy money, baby (Haha)
Young Kingz, baby, -y, -y
Puerto Rico, Venezuela
Myke Towers, Akapellah
MAG, get rid of this beat
I’m a being of light, singing like a motherfucker