DUELE (part. Emirsito y Oniria)

Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
YSY
Let’s go
It hurts, I know it hurts to fight for pleasure
Waiting for time to come, for the anxiety to fly away
I know it hurts to see faces on the screen
Living how they want and not being me (uuh)

We all dream of fame, money, and fans
But very few take the risk for success
Very few can take this to the max, ha
Tired of the same old routine, this typical life (fuck, fuck)
Everyone killing themselves to be the topic (fu—, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Everyone dying over half-assed criticism (ha)
Fame and money have increased my pains
Now I’m hanging kilos of favors
That’s why I burn kilos of these flowers
That’s why sometimes I stumble in my memory
Because I erased unnecessary things
I know I had to call you, sorry, but you’re not the only one who misses me
Now I don’t even have time to understand the demons that come with my habits
I used to dream of things so big that now they’ve become achievements
Years go by and I don’t fade, my hustle keeps hitting (wuh, wuh, wuh)
Who would’ve thought a 13-year-old kid would change the story so much? (Wuh, wuh, wuh)
I can’t stop thinking, I knew it would happen
It wasn’t luck, it wasn’t by chance
It was by betting and betting
It didn’t happen overnight, it didn’t happen overnight
I went from the plaza to the bars and now I’m bringing in a crowd
Filling stadiums here, now I want to fill them in another continent

Eh, eh
Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh
Truths coming to my face, time my great confidant (oh-oh-oh)
Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh
I know what it costs to value the pain one feels, I know what hurts

Nights here without sleeping or eating, waiting for success to come (ah, ah, ah, ah)
I know what hurts
Dreaming of living inside these planes, inside these hotels
I know what hurts
How many moments did we want to stop and say: No more? (Ah, wuh)
I know what hurts
Past days on plaza floors, thinking of taking luck for a walk

YSY
I know what hurts
Emir
I know what hurts
YSY
I know what hurts
Emir
I bring the music, babe
We did the Estadio Malvinas Argentinas, eight thousand people, sold out on 11/11/2017 (ah)
On 11/11/2018 I dropped my first album (yeah), and that’s when this started to paint me.