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A pintadera protects me from all evils
I put it on when I was 18 and I never took it off again.
God had plans for me, I knew it would be great
And I always feel him close, even if I never talk to him

When I started at LPGC
It was impossible for music to feed you
While I enter a Michelin star
The money changed me but

Sometimes I can't stop crying when I remember all the nights that I cried
And when I remember why I cried, I wrote to you and recorded
All the nights that I stayed up all night, everything was so pure that
Where I wanted to be was where I was when I didn't have anything

(Good night, good night, good night)

When leisure and business were two separate words
I am no longer able to go back
And I have so much money I don't even know why I want it
Spend everything I want to see myself back to zero
The first checks, the first zeros, the first
Of my generation I was the first

I don't even sleep anymore if I'm not on the island
And when it's not making a cruise album
I need to lose everything to return to point zero
And remember what it cost to get out of the hole

Goosebumps while recording "Piel de Cordero"
I need to fall in love with all this shit again
And without need I can't, if it is out of need I don't move
I need to go to Los Brezos and see my clothes on the floor

See me playing at being a rapper and reggaeton player
Ashtrays with litres of cigarettes, the lights off and the worker's helmet
Now I expect everything that happens
And I am the same with 30 million as with zero

And it doesn't surprise me that's why they chap me
Because I don't care that they see me vulnerable
I don't care at all what the rest say
The more ruin I have and the more unstable I feel

The more I feel untouchable, I was born blessed
I want to stay at zero, because at zero I am still the chosen one
I feel Fleeting on the island I'm "The Unbreakable"
God guides me every time I am lost

And Gonza I love you but I don't even want the Grammy
I sing because it hurts me, not so they can give me a prize
Fame and all that shit, that's a temporary thing.
This is LPGC from La Isleta to El Calero

Going around in the two doors, the hollow soul
With the LV that have not come out, they look like feka
Just arrived from MEX compared to the net
I no longer have goals, I'm going to sell my lyrics

I filled all the arenas, I bought ten chains
But neither the sold out nor the VVS in white gold complete me
Neither the red carpets nor the tuxedos
They are not able to look at me discreetly

Don't you see that on the left side I have a crack
Everyone is seeing that it hurts but they still squeeze me
Almost nobody likes me, they like my passbook
Almost nobody likes me, they like my passbook