We love money and hate the state
But the state made the money
Do you know what money does to people?
Or what people do for money?
We go in with the gun (gun)
And shoot him in the knees three times
He could still escape from the misfortune
But you meet again someday
Revenge, revenge, revenge
Mama asks, why is there so much money in my pocket?
Mama, because side pockets are exactly for that
Mama, if you want, I'll get you one with more space inside
Leave the world
Without anything, no money stays with me
I only have myself
As soon as my avatar falls with you

The street has taught me a lot
But I never learned that money has no value
The Nike jacket never kept me warm
And in winter I keep freezing in the new Moncler
The street has taught me a lot
But I never learned that money has no value
The Nike jacket never kept me warm
And in winter I keep freezing in the new Moncler

Praying, we want something to guide us right
For the good heart, my conscience is quite quiet
I want to stop, but please tell me how?
Because the act that fills my fridge spoils my appetite
I want to listen, look deep into your eyes
But thoughts are too loud, one might think I'm deaf
If Mama knew what I do, she would surely be sad
Mama, don't be sad
I did all this only for the two of us
Back then we were three
But person three left you and me alone
I fly high
And down again, damn, I never wanted to fall again
I don't sleep well
But no money in my pocket never pleased me

The street has taught me a lot
But I never learned that money has no value
The Nike jacket never kept me warm
And in winter I keep freezing in the new Moncler
The street has taught me a lot
But I never learned that money has no value
The Nike jacket never kept me warm
And in winter I keep freezing in the new Moncler

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