DESDE 0 Lyrics (English Translation) – JC Reyes, Morad, Quevedo

Read the full DESDE 0 (English Translation) lyrics by JC Reyes, Morad and Quevedo along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Jc Reyes’s music, you can also explore MAKATUSIN and RESTA O SUMA, two other songs by Jc Reyes.

[Intro: Morad]
One look, blau-blau
One (??)

[Verse 1: Morad]
‘Stay still, money won’t buy your respect (Ah)
I’m with the L, those who don’t come out are insects’ (Shh)
I was in the bad times learning the right way (Learning the right way)
Put on your vest, because you’d be a substitute in the game (Says)
Don’t say you have it, if we know you’re lying (Haha)
I give money to my mom before I’m 20 (Even if I were a criminal)
I ​​started counting, but I never said it (Ah, ah)
If that’s not consummating, it’s because I grew up poor (Haha)
Bad things happened, but just nonsense (No, no)
You sang, but at the police station
I didn’t want to sing, and look what happened (Ah)
Serious face when I entered and the hand It’s cold (Ah)
War just entering, I worry about mine (Ah-ah)
My whole family is blessed
A house for my mom
It seems I keep money inside for nothing else
You sinned me under the bed
And you should see how much better she’s looking for a bed
Another one, a house for my mom
And if she buys another, it’s so everyone has more
Another one, and that’s why they call
And they talk behind my back and suck it up to my face

[Verse 2: Quevedo]
I’ve traveled the world in an armored Cadillac
‘They’re on top every day, there’s a reason to toast
‘And all my people on the island are dark-skinned and it’s not summer
‘We’re all handsome and rich like Cristiano
‘Sold out in Miami, mom sold out in Milan
‘So much counting money, I have calluses on my hands’
‘Fu*k, light the baby, I’m tired of being me
‘And these ba*tards kill to be Yo

Motherfu*ker, I’ve been on fire since the day I left
I don’t do any more interviews, only Jimmy Fallon
That’s why I have your crew and your girl calling
That’s why your car and house fit in my living room
I’m the good guy on the team, motherfu*ker, give me the ball
Don’t talk s*it, motherfu*kers, don’t slip up
Because I don’t have a 9, but I know who’s in charge
And if you see me face to face, you won’t act tough anymore
Motherfu*ker, I’ve seen your life, and if I’m honest, I prefer mine
To have yours, I would have studied engineering
The only bad thing about it is not being able to walk down Gran Vía
And dealing with all these harpies
I’m still in my corner making money quietly
The kids on the island doing the wheelie
The day I retire, I’ll stay lying back in Las Palmas like Geezy in Los Pajaritos (Rrr)

[Verse 3: JC Reyes]
They call me “crazy” for not being afraid of the judges
I don’t write down everything I’ve been through in a song
I’m crazy, but never for doing stupid things
Bad for never having to put up with disguises
Real, if I get involved, I’ll work for all my people
Free for my Beli, she’s on the run, they should release her soon
I feel like she starts it up on her motorcycle every time I take off
Nobody gets left behind here, I’ve seen up close how they get out
The drügs are in a bundle, you look like you’ve been crushed
I’ve never talked to little girls
Anyone can rob you here, and they wave bags in your face
Your lovers aren’t maracas, my gun is wearing a vest
I shoot, I go, I open and make a hole, I put the gun in
She accepts the kilos dry, I already bought a couple of houses
I watch out for the Undercover, the ZaZa for the helmet
On the road along the P7 so they can give you a ride

[Bridge: Morad]
You have to think so you’re never back at zero again
I wanted to get ahead, but they turned out to be very treacherous
Money is bad, but those with a good heart help
And I don’t know how to talk, because here they kill the one who speaks first
The L’s, the L’s
Even to the rivers of Seville where the drums sound pa’ pa’
The L’s, even to the beaches of the Canary Islands, the 4 engines enter
The L’s, family comes first, you know that

[Outro: JC Reyes]
What gives me happiness are people, not things
Just because you see me here getting… a bunch of things, that’s not going to give you any happiness
My mother gives me happiness, my father, may he rest in peace, you understand or not?
My children give it to me, you know?

So I have to work so those people are okay, you know?
Earning money is mandatory.