Viaje a Paris (part. Oscar Maydon)

After all the fame, the whores and more
The money didn't run out, but spending did
I don't even live it to enjoy anymore
So many skins now, not one smells the same

That expensive perfume was Dolce or Chanel
Or maybe it was so you don't forget
I go from Sunday to Sunday again
I'm a crazy poet for writing to you
I go from door to door looking for love
But I don't trust myself, I break hearts

And that's how I am
And it's all good
There's no other option
I'm all about the money
It's better than all those
Who are just average

Even if you block me, you'll come looking for me
It's no coincidence that your friends go
Asking my guys what's up with me
I have quality friendships
I don't get upset with you and the trip to Paris
Stayed in the suite, how much fun I had
Up and down, we don't let up
What I told you one day, I achieved with reason
You begged me again on Insta and WhatsApp
And you're not special, I have two more on the side

And that's how I am
And it's all good
There's no other option
I'm all about the money
It's better than all those
Who are just average