(2nd Roof Music)

We all dreamed of a beautiful life
Nice car, nice house with a beautiful girl
All dressed in LV
Having a wife as a best friend
Not for her to become our enemy or a junkie like Elevi'
I have ambition and desire
I was a fool and now I've grown up
It's true, I didn't listen to what they told me, I don't want your new friends
At night, I'm with my 9M
Yeah, the bandits are cousins, what the girls like
I'm totally in the theme, I've put my hands in many things
Had to eat and dress, it wasn't for whores
No, we made our reputation, bro
Like Sacky, I went to juvenile prison
We're afraid of no one, not even Teddy Riner
After thieves, robbers, we became rhymers
We'll never be rugs, don't listen to the rumors

There is a sea outside, there's bad weather, I barely see
I wish that tomorrow would always be my moment
I want this freedom more than chains and more than gold
There is a sea outside, there is a sea outside (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I can't stop time, staring at a pendulum clock
I come from hell and I know well how much I've suffered
Fuck the industry, I beat my chest with fists
I live off this shit and add zeros to the account
Life is a test and, man, you have to be real
I remember who I was, the shit I've seen and still see
I walk in the center and, if you count, we are a hundred
Everyone has an LV, it's not like it used to be (let's go)
There will be no peace if there is no clash
Show me respect or we'll bring the lead
The paranoia rises and I'm posted in the corner
I know well how to be with the bad guys from the block
How can you arrive without making sacrifices?
Before peace, I went through gray moments
I lost relatives, because of the messes
I lost my mind and friends

There is a sea outside, there's bad weather, I barely see
I wish that tomorrow would always be my moment
I want this freedom more than chains and more than gold
There is a sea outside, there is a sea outside

(Hey) Hey
My .9 has a clitoris, not a trigger
Knives cut a hundred grams, bullets cut the wind
Xanax, I move slow, sports cars with the engine off
I'm a product of the ghetto, who would have ever said?
I watched from a roof the blood on the ground turning cold
Hit your target squarely while it's fleeing
You understand the meaning of life while it's dying
I roam the city with two Brazilian sisters in the van
With the ashes of a dead man walking in the blunt
With the respect and protection of all the clans
Cocaine and street like the tracks of a tram
Listen, I have bitterness in my throat since I went to school
Here, pride is not swallowed, ah
Dom Pérignon toothpaste, memory foam pillow
It has the shape of a gun and my crown

There is a sea outside, there's bad weather, I barely see
I wish that tomorrow would always be my moment
I want this freedom more than chains and more than gold
There is a sea outside, there is a sea outside

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