Uoh, uoh, yeah
Wise
Uoh, uoh, uoh
SK The Plug

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats me, sometimes it's pitiful
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the penalty
What do you know about nothingness and misery? (Eh, Bubu-bu)

My mind is restless, I want to retire at thirty
There's trouble, stay still, I don't want you to be surprised in the end
You can't control yourself and you drink, things happen that shouldn't
And then you talk like a baby when they take what you owe

A sealed package just like your mouth is sealed
They only talk about kilos, but in truth they snort coke
Stay calm because life drives you crazy
Talking on the internet about what happens provokes me

Money has always been scarce, so when I have it, it won't be enough
50 g or 1 g, I don't care about the quantity, I want to charge
What are you going to tell me? I start at the bottom, I like to rise
If you don't bring it and you want a good price then start negotiating

And that's how it is, the poor seek a little and the rich want more
We are the warriors in the Hamas war
I'm a Palestinian with a thirst to kill
For my people I would die, that's morality

I want untrotted bills, I want the good stuff without cutting
Better not say it by Tel, we'll see each other later and you tell me such
The prepaid and an Alcatel, dodging the hostile zone
From the cops who go in blue, if they come hide in the portal

Money has changed you, man, you weren't like this
Money has changed you, now you think you're an MC
I lived half worried, police and sprinting
So that the first fool now starts talking about me

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats us, sometimes it's pitiful
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the penalty
What do you know about nothingness and misery?

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats us, sometimes it's pitiful
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the penalty
What do you know about nothingness? Listen

The one who knows is calm without making noise looking for the mili (SK The Plug)
And some before paying for the house they buy a Richard Mille
I'm always discreet to mine, I won't show off even if I have thousands
Others sell a couple of plates and make movies that not even in the cinema

Talking with Wise and burning from Sosi
Life is not easy, but it's normal
Street boy and I have to look for it
And surrounded by problems and I don't usually complain

Tell me, what kind of dealer are you?
If mom pays you on weekends and at the end of the month
I don't know what the end of the month is, I only know how to climb to a fifth
Stress doesn't get to me, I make money and I don't paint it (SK The Plug)

It's not good to talk too much, but I don't mind them talking about me
Those who talk so much I know they are fans and with those who betray we put an end
End of the class, if you want to throw me then take your turn
Don't get out of line, they hit you with a trip and you go to Saturn, listen

SK The Plug (twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song)
(Look how life treats us, sometimes it's pitiful)

My soul breaks if my brothers pay the penalty
What do you know about nothingness and misery?

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