Nwaar - Siboy

{intro : tag}
Eh-eh-eh, joshy josh

{verse}
They laughed, laughed after stabbing me, stabbing me in the heart
I ran, ran into the void, no one cares about a dying nigga
I worked, worked, mom, i got drunk, drunk dirtily (dirtily)
Black tears under the mask, my hate appears so vast
I go back and forth in pussies (in pussies), today, i fuck mothers (well yeah)
They'll change when they'll be dead (yeah), it isn't worth making a thousand efforts
She loves me for who i am (oh yes), i love her for what she has (yeah)
I love these moments (yeah), when she knows i play in a cappella

{bridge}
Would i be cursed if i emptied out all the bullets? would i be cursed, if you left before me? (if you left before me)
Years later, you know, the masta, i haven't aged (no, i haven't aged)
Weapon in hand, i tell you: “bye, bye”

{chorus}
They touch on a little money, they touch on a little work
They think they're kids from favelas but tell me, what's happening?
I buy a little weed (weed), tonight, i'll do the work
I'm invited to a whore's house, i fuck her and then, i get out of there
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, fucking container, motherfucker
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, all the while fucking mothers (hey)

{outro}
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, fucking container, motherfucker
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, all the while fucking mothers
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, fucking container, motherfucker
A few more months and i'll be a millionaire, all the while fucking mothers
(hey)