Parriba (part. Akapellah)

I take from the alley only the truth and loyalty
We put the hood on blast, now we're really on the rise

Mom always said: Words have power
15 years hustling and finally got my reward
I was a troublemaker with a scattered mind
Now I’m a spiritual being, attracting everything I think
And one day I said to myself: Pedro Elías, get up and walk, you’re running out of days
Success doesn’t just come in the mail
If you don’t have style, how do you expect life to smile at you?

I take from the alley only the truth and loyalty
I’m with my brothers, mom, and we lit up the hood
Now we're really on the rise, what are we missing?
If we made it out of the alley, al-al-alley
We made it out of the alley

Hey, today’s gonna be a good day 'cause I opened my eyes
The bad vibes tried to creep in, but I locked the door tight
And I feel good 'cause that’s how I choose it
Sometimes I forget how blessed I am, and I get down
I’m in control of my life, doin’ it my way
To see the bad, you don’t need glasses
I have people who love me for real
And even when they care, they keep it real and don’t sugarcoat, doesn’t matter if I get mad
My homie and I grew up rapping side by side
There was never a moment they didn’t cheer for me
The teacher's kid, the chubby one, the know-it-all
He’s traveling the world now and doesn’t bathe with a bucket
I dreamed of having a sports car and lots of gold
Now I dream of seeing you again when it’s all over
Until then, I want to do things right, live without looking back
And take care of my family so I don’t die alone
I’m almost 34 years deep
Life is beautiful but sometimes cuts short
My mind is strong but sometimes it can’t take it
Loneliness and memories comfort me, yeah
Living the moment like a rockstar
'Cause I chose to take the narrow path
Ate lentils, but now I’m dining on lobster
Thanks to everyone who supports so I can break through, the record (yeah)

The genes of talent and lack of opportunity
We have a feeling only the streets know
Wanting to escape the ghetto, spread our wings like a bird
Be part of the school without losing our edge, bro
I’m only a champion when my mom smiles at me
Dogs aren’t bad; it depends on who raises them
For all of us looking for that light to guide us
Those of us who settle for the mate not cooling off
This is dedicated to all the warriors
For all the fighters coming from the working-class neighborhood
For all the players who made it out of the lot
For all the artists who today are voices, I love you seriously (yeah)
Mom, I don't know how to explain it
'Cause I started with nothing
But everything you want, I’m gonna multiply
I have everything I was looking for
Hey, look up to the ones coming from the hood
Look up to those seeking the light
Look up, it’s a matter of attitude
Always look up the kids from my crew (says)
Look-look up, searching for spirit (di-di-di—)
They look up those who carry the cross, yeah
Look up for those who are just like (those who carry the cross)

I take from the alley (yeah) only the truth and loyalty (the ones coming from the hood)
I’m with my brothers, mom, we put the hood on blast
Now we’re really on the rise, what are we missing? (The ones who hate the blues, prr)
If we made it out of the alley, al-al-alley (tell 'em, Trueno)
If we made it out of the alley (Akapellah)