Paroles et traduction A-D - Dreams, Pt. 2

Dreams, Pt. 2

Un año desde esto y ha aumentado mi nivel
Hay nuevos compares ahí metio en mi gang
Mamá me lo decía que no pare de rapear
Papá me lo decía que de poco' hay que confiar.
Ya no soy cómo Tyga, ahora soy mucho más fuerte
Hago caso omiso ahora me quiere más gente
Rapero desde chico yo no soy delincuente
De a poco más estilo, ya no creo en cocodrilos
Esta base la fusilo
Y ahora gira like vinilo
Me mantengo al hilo para cada situación
Las rimas desde dentro todo desde 'el corazón
Desde chico con el mic
Ahora vamo al sky
Muchas rimas con style
Ahora busco lo que hay
Siempre pa delante apesar de los problemas
Todo lo que me tiran ya robota y va pa fuera
No se olvidan to lo llanto y tampoco lo dolore
Con la mente madura ya se fueron lo rencore
Toy saliendo de abajo evadiendo
Lo derroche
Yo sigo rimando día día y cada noche
Sigo con los mismos, ya se fue el malestar
Las vivencias de la calle me han hecho madurar
I came from the bottom and now i gong to the top, nah
I came from the top and now i going to the stars
Nadie habia creido y ahora to's me tiene fé
Un año ha pasado de que esto comenzé
Con mi ganga el rap bueno, se hace ver
Eso yo lo sé, eso lo debo de creer
Tinta por mis venas yo soy un soldao del ghetto
Following my dreams, i came from the get go
Mi hermano me dijo que yo siguiera mis sueño
Yo sigo delante sin miedo porque...
Nadie me dijo que siguiera mis sueños
Todos me dijeron que estudiara algo que diera dinero
Otros me decian que pa rapper no tiraba pinta
Ahora se callaron y por mis venas corre tinta
Mi mai preocupada porque sabe que esto es dificil
Yo le respondí "Dear Mama, Sky's the limit"
No hay techo que cubra mi nivel
Oh Shit, its my dream what im livin
Decepciones y traiciones me inspiran
Ademas del insomnio que siempre vivira
Feel the beat like its some real shit
Snoop is the one i wanna meet
Gira like vinilo, chilla como scratch
No olvido cuando taba todo bad
Estoy haciendo lo que siempre queria
Hacer mi music y soltar some porqueria
Criado en familia de mente cerrada
Donde nadie podia contradecir nada
Me aisle escuchando 2pac, Biggie y Violeta Parra
Acompañados por muchos mas como Victor Jara
Para ver las mismas cosas con otro POV
No falta consumir THC & CBD
Oh shit, I feel the beat
Like its from another country
Se que soy mejor en esto de las rimas
No faltaron las carencias de autoestima
Tampoco los problemas de personalidad
Menos las crisis de ansiedad
Pero ahora tamos terrible bien
Following my dreams ahora al cien
Lirica unica, flow, poco comun
Aim for the stars and land on the moon

Dreams, Pt. 2

A year since this and my level has risen
There are new homies in my gang
Mom told me not to stop rapping
Dad told me that there's little to trust.
I'm not like Tyga anymore, now I'm much stronger
I ignore it now, more people love me
Rapper since I was a kid, I'm not a criminal
Little by little more style, I no longer believe in crocodiles
I'm shooting this beat
And now it spins like vinyl
I stay on top of every situation
The rhymes from within, everything from 'the heart'
Since I was a kid with the mic
Now we're going to the sky
Many rhymes with style
Now I'm looking for what's there
Always forward despite the problems
Everything they throw at me bounces off and goes away
They don't forget all the crying and neither the pain
With a mature mind, the grudges are gone
I'm coming out from below, evading
The waste
I keep rhyming day by day and every night
I'm still with the same ones, the discomfort is gone
The experiences of the street have made me mature
I came from the bottom and now I'm going to the top, nah
I came from the top and now I'm going to the stars
Nobody believed and now everyone has faith in me
A year has passed since I started this
With my gang, the good rap is seen
I know that, I must believe that
Ink through my veins, I am a ghetto soldier
Following my dreams, I came from the get-go
My brother told me to follow my dreams
I keep going without fear because...
Nobody told me to follow my dreams
Everyone told me to study something that would make money
Others told me that I didn't look like a rapper
Now they shut up and ink runs through my veins
My mom is worried because she knows this is difficult
I answered her "Dear Mama, Sky's the limit"
There is no ceiling that covers my level
Oh Shit, it's my dream what I'm living
Deceptions and betrayals inspire me
Besides the insomnia that will always live
Feel the beat like it's some real shit
Snoop is the one I wanna meet
Spins like vinyl, chills like a scratch
I don't forget when everything was bad
I'm doing what I always wanted
Make my music and release some crap
Raised in a closed-minded family
Where nobody could contradict anything
I isolated myself listening to 2pac, Biggie and Violeta Parra
Accompanied by many more like Victor Jara
To see the same things with another POV
No shortage of consuming THC & CBD
Oh shit, I feel the beat
Like it's from another country
I know I'm better at this rhyming thing
There was no shortage of self-esteem issues
Neither the personality problems
Less the anxiety attacks
But now we're doing great
Following my dreams now at a hundred
Unique lyrics, flow, uncommon
Aim for the stars and land on the moon