BOLA DE MEIA.

Yeah (DJ MU540, send it to them, you son of a–)
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Ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-type Malcolm (yeah), persistent, with the same plan (prr)
Part of my daily grind, MU540 on the beat, I'm composing
While I live this loop, the world keeps spinning (ah)
Thank you, God, my target's the Grammy, not the bank
Those who lived the crime, now only find themselves locked up
Some solid ones fell to the drug trade, I saw them grow, I saw them buried
And since then, something grows from stage to stage
A stage that's hard to erase
A blessing, a curse, I wouldn't call it a gift
Right now, I call it what’s been saving me
Ball, roll it and light the smoke, writing on another beat
Who would’ve thought? Part of the process is being high
Thirteen years writing a few hours a day
Ten grand to be a specialist, I finished my master's
Bumped into some old hustlers on the street the other day
Ugly, dirty, in decline, getting fined for smoking
Sad, but I confirm why the long game
That saying: What’s ours is kept safe
Multiplies in silence in the city that never sleeps
One day it’s zero love filled with worms and rats
Yeah, kid, it’s better you be ready
With every encounter, a worm that slows you down
With every new achievement, a reason to be envied
With every new problem, I roll an ice with tobacco
Light it up and send it to my mind, let a neuron burn
This shit is what drives me, this shit is killing me
The cash that calls for more cash and the hooker calls for a bitch
The bitch calls other bitches and introduces herself as a dude
And before you know it, with you, out of nowhere, they’re showing up
[?] lives the luxury, losing focus on your plan
A hood is a hood and always the same traps
Calls for cash, calls for fame, calls for drugs, calls for girls
Swaps day for night, swaps night for day
Another black guy like A surrendered to crack, powder

That’s why I stick to the plan, no matter what, I won’t abandon
If nothing stops my mind, it just keeps plotting
Like a bank robber, like Ronaldo the Phenomenon
If you don’t see me active, I’m getting ready early
To pull off a new heist, to climb some podium
To make another million, start a new business
To close new contracts, crossing borders
I’ve had fame for a while, I just want the ball of socks
I just want some gum, the game, in my bed, my girl
Plant my foreign flower, harvest and roll it in paper
Live peacefully, far from the evil that surrounds
Dream and see the Saint put another star on the emblem

That’s why I stick to the plan, no matter what, I won’t abandon
If nothing stops my mind, it just keeps plotting
Like a bank robber, like Ronaldo the Phenomenon
If you don’t see me active, I’m getting ready early
To pull off a new heist, to climb some podium
To make another million and start a new business
To close new contracts, crossing borders
I’ve had fame for a while, I just want the ball of socks
To close new contracts, crossing borders
I’ve had fame for a while, I just want the ball of socks

DJ MU540, send it to them, you son of a–
Run that, run
Run that, run that
Run that, run, run
Run that shit, motherfucker
Motherfucker