El precio del poder Lyrics (English Translation) – RVFV

Read the full El precio del poder (English Translation) lyrics by RVFV along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Rvfv’s music, you can also explore NANAENA and GuapaDeCara, two other songs by Rvfv.

[Intro]
With the role on my wrist, it got wet, but in the end I left it dry.
Making black money but without selling butter.
We walk firmly, it slips and it’s applied.
I have a brother who’s a partner, I don’t have a clique.

[Verse 1]
New sound, hitting the dance floor, I’m good.
I’m going full speed ahead, I’ve been without brakes for a while.
A thousand lyrics hit like thunder on the ground.
I’m stuck in your body like a brake.
I’m not a gunman, but if they touch my stuff,
I take out my balls and a mess starts.
Since we were little, we’ve been determined.
Whoever crosses the line has to leave the body hurt.

[Chorus]
Tell me, baby, you want me to sing.
I made this for the tigers, for the gangs.
I’m dying for the family, with mine I’m ahead.
Being real in a fake genre.

[Bridge]
After, after, the Traitors out
Every day we hit the road
Whoever wants to be with me, but whoever can be against me
Let the snitches die, because with the blue, the shotgun
Snitch!

[Verse 2]
I’m looking for my thing
I made money and multiplied it
No, don’t be like this anymore
I want money, I don’t want love

[Chorus]
I’m looking for my thing

I made money and multiplied it
No, you’re not like this anymore
I want money, I don’t want love

[Verse 3]
Like a soldier, I always go straight to the target
Many who love you for what they have in the bank
Think they’re drug dealers because they’re sniffing talcum powder
I who, if I want to, take my mother out of the neighborhood
I have no adversary, my flow is legendary
I do what’s necessary, I multiply the salary
They look at me like a fario, but they like my thing
Because they can’t compare the coughs and chickens

[Chorus]
On the dance floor I feel like Gillian the Octagon
Every song I play sounds harder than the last
Trafficking music so hooked on drügs
These a$$holes can’t get over me, only God
Entering the Toaster, criminal lyrics
I smoke another dry, it’s a little quality
For his troll, he invents and ours is reality
Here there is no double faith and the band is family

[Outro]
I’m looking for my thing
It says money and I multiply it
No, you’re not empty anymore
I want money, I don’t want love

[Chorus]
I’m looking for my thing
It says money and I multiply it
No, you’re not like this anymore, oh, oh, oh
I want money, I don’t want love