Mi Gente

Built around Pride in community and cultural heritage, celebrating the people who raised you and built the foundations. La Primera's block-party energy carries the concept through latin-pop that rewards repeat listens. "We carry the weight with grace and we never ask why" — the kind of line that sticks in your head three days later. The mood runs proud, communal, empowering. Genre showcases on Majik's aren't filler — they're proof that independent music can carry real emotional weight when the lyrics and production align.

[verse 1] I come from kitchen tables covered in dominoes From abuelas who could heal you with a prayer and their hands closed From block parties where the speakers sat on fire escapes And the whole neighborhood showed up with arroz and birthday cake We didn't have the fancy things the other side of town possessed But we had love stacked floor to ceiling and we were blessed Every corner store, every stoop, every hand-me-down Built the foundation of the woman wearing this crown [chorus] Mi gente, this one's for you For every sacrifice and everything you've been through Mi gente, raise it up high We carry the weight with grace and we never ask why Mi gente, blood of my blood We rose from the dust and turned it to something with love Mi gente, I'm standing tall Because you gave me everything, you gave me all [verse 2] My tio worked three jobs and never once complained My mother sewed our clothes and danced barefoot in the rain The elders played their music loud enough for God to hear And every New Year's Eve we'd share our dreams without our fear They crossed the borders, crossed the oceans, crossed the lines So I could stand here in the spotlight at this time I carry all their names tattooed upon my soul Mi gente made me everything, mi gente made me whole [chorus] Mi gente, this one's for you For every sacrifice and everything you've been through Mi gente, raise it up high We carry the weight with grace and we never ask why Mi gente, blood of my blood We rose from the dust and turned it to something with love Mi gente, I'm standing tall Because you gave me everything, you gave me all [bridge] From the islands to the mainland, east coast to the west From the campo to the city, we bring our very best We are doctors, we are dreamers, we are builders, we are song We are the heartbeat of the places we belong So clap your hands if you know where you come from Clap your hands if your people are the reason that you won [chorus] Mi gente, this one's for you For every sacrifice and everything you've been through Mi gente, raise it up high We carry the weight with grace and we never ask why Mi gente, blood of my blood We rose from the dust and turned it to something with love Mi gente, I'm standing tall Because you gave me everything, you gave me all [outro] Mi gente This is for you Mi gente Everything I do