Oh yeah, the fam'
And even if it smells good, I'm still here in the shadows
Repeating that I'm the man of the year, yeah
I see time passing while mom waits for me

Lay, I arrive it's all dark, bitchy waits for me in the smoking room (yeah yeah)
I hear noises in the hallway, fuck
It's just losers, their account is all in the red
Fuck with us in the lodge, I'm in the club hallelujah
Ouh-ah, fucking the competition is all me, yeah, yeah
225, we are sneaky, yeah, yeah
Baby, the panties have twirled, yeah yeah
And the club owner will address us formally, yeah yeah
If my name is on the flyer, yeah (yeah yeah) yeah (yeah yeah)
We will not forget yesterday's lessons, yeah (yeah yeah) yeah (yeah yeah)
Even if the club is under coke (aine)

Oh yeah, the fam'
And even if it smells good, I'm still here in the shadows
Repeating that I'm the man of the year
I see time passing while mom waits for me

I leave the club, it's two o'clock
I left bitch in the smoking corner
I recount the bundle, there's fifteen hundred euros and it's too little
Disappointed like when I was cutting my tablets
Like when I was going to basketball and I was taking the sixty-seven
Phone rings, I hope it's for something dirty
I don't come to your after just to drink Sky
There's nothing to celebrate my negro, I'm in trouble
I think about stopping, I'm talking to you honestly, give me that if you have it
I'm in the blur from five to seven, I do push-ups, I have a broken arm
I wonder if I'm doing enough, if I should cheat like Nasser
To finish what's started, spit on what's romanticized
Be ready to start all over again

Oh yeah, the fam'
And even if it smells good, I'm still here in the shadows
Repeating that I'm the man of the year
I see time passing while mom waits for me

Digitalova, El Mundo
225, young elephant
Tremor, earthquake

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