Lúcido

I've been daydreaming for a long time now
Had to learn a lot from my worst moments
From suffering, from crying, but at the same time
Living with a heart full of gratitude

That's just me, kind and sometimes a jerk
Without sharing my plans, I move in silence
My kids have made me feel like a proud dad
Mom's celebrating another year of life, I feel blessed

I'm surrounded by envy
'Cause I move like a boss and I'm not Gaviria
My wealth isn't about money, it's about my family
Life taught me to watch out for the fake people

I don't believe in 'I love you' under the guise of happiness
For signs of annoyance, I don't believe in 'I hate you'
I've stumbled a thousand times, I make mistakes, that's obvious
Only God and my mom can judge me, if I overwhelm her

There was a moment when I realized no one prepares you for loss
But life still tests you
I learned to fall without making a sound
Also to get back up without announcing it

I understood that respect isn't asked for
But built when no one is watching
And you know what? Today I value peace much more than noise
Truth more than reason
And the process more than the outcome

Since not everyone who shines is whole
And not everyone who is silent is empty
One day, I understood it wasn't about going further
But about walking awake (lucid)

After that day, I promised myself more greatness
I also promised to never break that promise
With dedication and effort, discipline and skill
I found all the pieces and completed the puzzle (yeah)

I know my success wasn't luck
And I really had to be strong
A month after my brother left, I had to get on stage
And I still hadn't gotten over his death

How do you think this is luck?
If I study this whole game
They ripped my chest open
And a week later, I was already in the studio

How do I make you understand this wasn't luck?
How do I explain it? How do you want me to talk?
If I kept moving forward in my most vulnerable moment
Who can walk in my shoes? No one

Now I feel lucid, my mind is clear
I can even hear it in my voice when the producer records me
Even though life, in my heart, pierced me with a sword
I keep walking through the world like it's nothing

Head held high, soul fierce
The living legend making his entrance again
Twenty years in the game and this isn't over yet
The fuckin' Maravilla says it, I am the eighth.