Nko, I don't know what to do (Nko)

Even today you are different, I read you in my head
I ask you what's wrong, you answer that it's all crap
And if the world were ours, it would always be August
And this money wouldn't be the access to every place
My baby likes to smoke bueno
When my wallet is full and I smile even without the euros
And it makes me stay calm as if I'm chilling
Lying on the beach with the sound of the sea next to me

I remember the first date, I was happy
You with red nail polish
Me with some scars on my hand
The first "I love you" said on that bed over the cellophane
Smell under the couch, and this idea of rap wasn't there, no
Now under the stage they are pushing
They want to see that goal scorer from the gang
Trying to buy love with this card
While the darkness of my city is here and embraces me
If I find the friend and the treasure they talk about
He's still risking his ass in the middle of this alley (no no)
A handshake sold our dreams
I kiss you while you sleep, hoping you notice

Even today you are different, I read you in my head
I ask you what's wrong, you answer
That it's all crap and if the world were ours
It would always be August
And this money wouldn't be
The access to every place
My baby likes to smoke bueno
When my wallet is full and
I smile even without the euros
And it makes me stay calm as if I'm chilling
Lying on the beach with the sound of the sea next to me

My brothers look at you strangely
If you pass by with gold on
So, damn, it's very beautiful
But it's never all right
My baby says, "Enough
Complexes like a rockstar"
I resolve this argument
I buy her a new bag
And maybe I'm down, I've smoked a lot
On the bed while thinking I had things to do
Damn, I sign the contract, money in the account
As if all this mattered once dead
With her on the bed, there's a haze in the room
Banknote after banknote, I throw them in the air, she dances
Afterwards, I don't even remember the person I was
When together with my brothers I got off that train

Even today you are different, I read you in my head
I ask you what's wrong, you answer that it's all crap
And if the world were ours, it would always be August
And this money wouldn't be the access to every place
My baby likes to smoke bueno
When my wallet is full and I smile even without the euros
And it makes me stay calm as if I'm chilling
Lying on the beach with the sound of the sea next to me

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