So, brother
No more hope, you're getting into the thing
So, brother
For nothing, you pull out the thing
I'm angry, you're out of order
You hide weapons but everyone
Knows your hiding place
You're desperate, you're bored
So you go to snatch your chain
You roam, you look for crazy ones
All day, you scratch
You say you're not afraid to taste jail
You lose it, you talk badly to your mother
She sees your eyes when you smoke your shit
You're fired, you find yourself outside
You see who's there when you're in shit
You have your tantrums, you want respect
But you forget that you can stay there
You think no one can test you
But in reality
You're hated by the whole sector

You're losing it, mate, you
See that everyone ignores you
But you don't care, as long as you have your Gucci
Your Dior
What would you be willing to do to
See a better world?
You're tired of the shit, the weed
The Monseigneur's pinch
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone

Everyone was there when you had money
No one was there when you were disappointed
You forget your hatred when you sober up
But the jealous ones, don't forget
Want to shoot you
Assume, shut up and above all don't forget
They play the go-givers, the señoritas

It's hot how it changes
You see us happy but deep down we're not laughing
You know the law, don't betray your friend
Even if sometimes he looks for his wife
We don't care, oh my god, in traitor it's okay
It declares its flame to him
I think you've cracked
I think you're derailing
You're not the same when you shoot rails
You play the serene guy you
Head straight into the wall
You're a bit like a train that derails
If they see that you're touched
They want to lay you down
They see you as a customer
When you're going to touch
You play the monster you're full of pineapples
Full of me I'm going to cartridge them
Money attracts you
For your image you hang out with
Such and such because he shoots
But would he die for you?
Would he shoot for you?
Would he steal for you?
What would he do for you?
You're losing it, mate, you
See that everyone ignores you
But you don't care, as long as you have your Gucci
Your Dior
What would you be willing to do to
See a better world?
You're tired of the shit, the weed
The Monseigneur's pinch
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
You're losing it, mate, you
See that everyone ignores you
But you don't care, as long as you have your Gucci
Your Dior
What would you be willing to do to
See a better world?
You're tired of the shit, the weed
The Monseigneur's pinch
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone

But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone
But you're not alone

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