Wow
By Allah, I'm elsewhere, in the city I'm strolling
Hooded like the lookout
Wow
By Allah, it's scary, I still have the scar
Naps, Soprano

I had a lot of problems in my head, yeah, yeah
I'm letting you drive tonight, I'm not well, I don't know why, why
You didn't understand, my head in my worries [?] for you
We told you we're all over the city, you just wanted it for yourself
We're settled, we're cool
I leave the neighborhood, it's the little brother who keeps the accounts
I've always carried my balls, I reached out to you when you were at the bottom of the slope
We hung out in the city, we left, we came back, we dealt, buddy it's the asylum
I have a badly damaged heart, had to hold on, determined, we need money

Yesterday I was all alone, it made me think
I didn't make myself, there were people at the HQ
We can't erase it, the past is the past
I drank, I'm going to trace, just leave me the keys

We need to stroll, to stroll, to stroll
To stroll, to stroll, to get away from there
I only hang out with sick people, sick people, sick people
Sick people, sick people, sick people, crazies

I need brothers when troubles knock on the door
I need brothers when the coal brings me the lot
We spend our nights sharing our lives and our words
The glass raised to our scars and our regrets
Baby sorry I'm going out, I'm going to join the others, my head is heating up
In my head it's raining ropes, need to change the scenery before I lose it
We're only strong together, we know each other in our wrongs, you know the others
Even if you're my baby love, we have the same secrets that we take to the grave

Yesterday I was all alone, it made me think
I didn't make myself, there were people at the HQ
We can't erase it, the past is the past
I drank, I'm going to trace, just leave me the keys

We need to stroll, to stroll, to stroll
To stroll, to stroll, to get away from there
I only hang out with sick people, sick people, sick people
Sick people, sick people, sick people, crazies

Oh, by Allah, I'm elsewhere
In the city I'm strolling, hooded like the lookout
It's hot this world of sick people, by Allah, it's scary
I still have the scar, Mr. Inspector

Buddy I'm not here, by Allah, I'm elsewhere
In the city I'm strolling, hooded like the lookout
It's hot this world of sick people, by Allah, it's scary
I still have the scar, Mr. Inspector

We need to stroll, to stroll, to stroll
To stroll, to stroll, to get away from there
I only hang out with sick people, sick people, sick people
Sick people, sick people, sick people, crazies
We need to stroll, to stroll, to stroll
To stroll, to stroll, to get away from there
I only hang out with sick people, sick people, sick people
Sick people, sick people, sick people, crazies

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