Macan

Dude, I told you, right
We were just vibing, smoking one
I remember all those who didn’t believe
I promise, Mom, I won’t be just another one

I never craved a fancy car or a big bike
And the neighbors thought I’d turn into a thief

I’m gonna get a house for my mom
She won’t have to walk on those wooden boards anymore
She won’t be cleaning for some rich lady
Today, the alligator’s part of my kit

I’m speeding in the Jaguar, Waze shows your uncles
Bud from Amsterdam, burned here in Brazil
Dude, those who saw me lied, I hustle hard
And for every hater, I’ve got two bullets in the rifle

I’m speeding in the Jaguar, Waze shows your uncles
Bud from Amsterdam, burned here in Brazil
Dude, those who saw me lied, I hustle hard
And for every hater, I’ve got two bullets in the rifle

I’ve got two bullets in the rifle
I hustle hard
I’ve got two bullets in the rifle