Venezuela

Picture this, Caracas streets, sun blazin' hot Ten years old, hustlin' just to fill a hungry pot Empty fridge, leaky roof, dreams painted on the wall Dodging raindrops, dodging doubts, standin' ten feet tall Sellin' trinkets, shinin' shoes, any coin to catch Mama workin' two jobs, barely makin' a match Poverty's a serpent, tight around my neck it coiled But my spirit, like the salsa, never fully boiled Venezuela, land of beauty, land of pain Where hope dances with hardship, in the pouring rain But this cat, I had a fuego, burnin' in my chest America, the dreamland, promised put my life in test Fifteen, farewell, tears fallin' like the breeze Landed in Miami, heart thumpin' with unease Language barrier thick, customs strange and new But I held onto hustle, knew what I had to do School nights, dishwashin', and my muscles achin' sore But every late-night study session opened up a door Learned the lingo, mastered trade, climbed the ladder fucking high Accountant by day, rapper by night, reachin' for the sky yeah Venezuela, land of beauty, land of pain Where hope dances with hardship, in the pouring rain But this cat, I had a fuego, burnin' in my chest America, the dreamland, promised put my life in test Now I'm standin' tall, with a suit and tie, with a penthouse view in the fucking sky Right in the sky So if you see me shinin', don't just see the light See the barrio boy, fightin' with all his might From Caracas streets to the concrete dreams, hell yeah.