From Toast Hawaii and canned corn
To Kobe beef entrecôte
Yes, the shoes are a bit overpriced
Hoodie always oversized
Because every time I flex
Otherwise the sweater tears
January as cold as ice
Lock myself in with my homies
Right in the middle of Corona time
Writing my second album
And Truva plays the notes


I don't know what you're doing
But I'm livin' my life and that every day
As if it were over tomorrow
I'm always making moves, yes
I don't have any time
Livin' my life, as if it were over tomorrow
As if it were over tomorrow
It's far from over


Beautiful women and that in every city
I can't be alone at night
Feelings of guilt because I really haven't
Prayed in a long time
Five K after discount, because I
Now have dough, the Marok
Making a career, be quiet for a moment
Just filming the scene
Drop my album and immediately the whole
Scene turns all ahead
Even if I'm late
I'm moving so fast, you'd think
I'm taking off
I could actually lean back already
But I'm still missing something there's so much
I haven't seen yet
I have so many ideas
That my head is bursting
I want to experience more
Than fits into a whole life


I don't know what you're doing
But I'm livin' my life and that every day
As if it were over tomorrow
I'm always making moves, yes
I don't have any time
Livin' my life, as if it were over tomorrow
As if it were over tomorrow
It's far from over


(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)
(Far from over, far from over)

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