Goin Up – Letras bilingües Inglés/Español

• Por: Lil Tjay

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[Español]

(Grrt, bow)

Subiendo, subo, subo, subo, subo, subo, empecé en la esquina (subo)

Bently Truck, interior rojo, un par de millonadas arriba, pude haber sido historia (subo)

Represento mi ciudad, los chavales quieren lograrlo, esto no es pose (subo)

Richard Mille en mi muñeca, oh mierda, compa, di lo que quieras (grrt, baow)

Fui real desde el inicio, sigo duro, cero amor por los chivatos

Siempre fui auténtico, sigo igual, aún creen que soy un actor

Enfocado, mejoré mi vida (sí), ya no vuelvo a esa esquina (no)

Están tan, tan ardidos (tan, tan), pero yo sigo subiendo

Vivo del trap (trap), antes vendía paquetes por la calle (pack, pack)

¿Quién diría que viviría del rap? Antes cargaba una Smith (grrt, baow)

Decido mi rumbo y transmito la visión

¿Quién puso el barrio en la peor situación? (Yo)

No finjo lo que no soy ni en la tentación

Soy firme, me muevo con táctica y razón

Mi hermano es bueno tirando, dispara bajo la lluvia

Pero no sabe apuntar con precisión

Noches buscando rivales, disparo a la cabeza (boom, boom, boom)

Me calmo y vuelvo al negocio (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Joven viviendo la vida de pandilla

Todos aquí conmigo van por la misma vía (okay)

Solo un chaval jugando en esa esquina (esa esquina)

Ahora estoy arriba y todos cuelgan de mi fama (mi estilo, oh, oh)

De donde vengo, en las trincheras hacemos "Uuh"

Me importa un carajo, soy despiadado (despiadado)

Me tomo todo, no sorbo Henny

Pero me fumo un gelato pa' subir la nota (subirla)

Chupando pito, nena, te compro un palillo (sí)

No discuto contigo, yo hago magia (sí)

Y ese bolso tuyo parece de payasa (¿qué?)

Sigo jalando cuerdas, sin acústica (sí, sí, sí, sí)

Sabía que mi mamá decía que era un problema

Cuesta miles volverse loco (sí)

Gasto cien mil en un show, ¿estás tonto? (Show)

Salí del fondo, ahora el chaval es leyenda

No manejo carros si no son de dos puertas (okay)

Solo un joven viviendo su vida (okay)

Tratan de descifrarme como un cubo (no)

Reto a un cobarde a pelear (reté)

Se agachan como gansos (grrt, bow)

Subiendo, subo, subo, subo, subo, subo, empecé en la esquina (subo)

Bently Truck, interior rojo, un par de millonadas arriba, pude haber sido historia (subo)

Represento mi ciudad, los chavales quieren lograrlo, esto no es pose (subo)

Richard Mille en mi muñeca, oh mierda, compa, di lo que quieras (grrt, bow)

Subiendo, subo, subo, subo, subo, subo, empecé en la esquina (subo)

Bently Truck, interior rojo, un par de millonadas arriba, pude haber sido historia (subo)

Represento mi ciudad, los chavales quieren lograrlo, esto no es pose (subo)

Richard Mille en mi muñeca, oh mierda, compa, di lo que quieras

[Inglés]

(Grrt, bow)

Goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (up)

Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli' up, could've been a goner (up)

I put on for my city, youngins wanna do it, this ain't no persona (up)

Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna (grrt, baow)

I was real from the start, still kinda hard, no love for informers

Been a real nigga, still a real nigga, they still think I'm a performer

Focus, I better my life (yeah), ain't have no place on that corner (no)

They so, so mad (so, so mad), but I'ma keep goin' up

Trap for a livin' (trap), I was flippin' that pack for a livin' (pack, pack)

Who'd thought it'd be rap for a livin'? Back in the day I was packin' a Smith (grrt baow)

Make up my mind, then passin' the vision

Who put the block on the maddest petition? (Me)

I ain't even finna act what it isn't

I'm sturdy, gotta move with tactical decisions

Broski really good at scorin', shootin' while it's pourin'

He ain't good at passin' precision

Late nights tryna catch an opp, hit him in his top (boom, boom, boom)

Play it cool, get back to the business (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Young nigga livin' the gang way

Every nigga here with me the same way (okay)

Just a youngin, was playin' that corner (that corner)

Now I'm up and they all on my dangling (my way, oh, oh)

Where I come from, them trenches we, "Ooh" shit

I don't care 'bout shit, bitch, I'm ruthless (ruthless)

Pourin' up, I ain't sippin' no Henny

But I might just roll up gelato to boost it (boost it)

Suckin' dick, bitch, I buy you a toothpick (yeah)

I can't argue with you 'cause I poof shit (yeah)

And that bag look like you on some fool shit (fuck?)

I'ma still pull a string, no acoustic (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Knew when my mama told me I'm a nuisance

It cost a couple thousand to go stupid (yeah)

Show plus a hundred thousand, are you stupid? (Show)

Straight from the bottom now that youngin' too sick

Can't whip a car unless it's in the deuces (okay)

I'm just a youngin nigga livin' life (okay)

They tryna figure me out like a Rubik's (no)

I dare pussy nigga tryna fight (I dare)

They start duckin', duckin' like they gooses (grrt, bow)

Goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (up)

Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli' up, could've been a goner (up)

I put on for my city, youngins wanna do it, this ain't no persona (up)

Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna (grrt, bow)

Goin' up, up, up, up, up, up, started on the corner (up)

Bently Truck, red guts, couple milli' up, could've been a goner (up)

I put on for my city, youngins wanna do it, this ain't no persona (up)

Richard Mille on my wrist, oh shit, nigga, you say what you wanna