I'm growing up bad or maybe not
I get it wrong or maybe it's you
I'm always amazed by everything
I always get gloomy 'cause I already know
If I start writing it's already six
I blow out the candle, I put out that incense
I shut off my head and all that's inside
I pass out in bed and make up for it
I pass out in bed and reflect
Yeah, like it was a death
We're batteries, empty batteries
I pour twenty dead batteries onto the notepad
Flooding river, ivy chains across my back
Yeah I keep my roots with me
I've died so many times
So much I forgot who I was
I gotta find myself again
You catch beatdowns on the phone
Not like me, I've got drafts on the phone
You've got mussels, but in your head
I've taken a thousand roads, yeah, yeah each one's different
Now I smoke smoke 'cause Charlie is Brown
Deep Neptune, fluids, flow, Don
I'm connected, you're with the escort
Tell me then who's messing up
Bro, how you holding up?!
You don't know what they're after from you but
Deep down you don't care that much
Seems time's passing and maybe you've wasted too much
Maybe you've wasted too much, hey
I make this money and leave for a while
'Cause Milan bakes like parchment paper
You had a f*cking dream
But to make it you took one f*ck too many
What I've seen stays here with my crew
You act like a pitbull on Facebook, on the beat out here you suck
You don't know me, I'm worse in person
You're mixing me up, that's why I'm still here
What I've got in my pocket I blow it, and often badly
There's not a soul, yet I stay the same with my own f*cking business
I try to make peace with it
Now home's a few Ks away but
Sending you there is still a walk in the park, you know
My friend dreams of some random island
He hasn't left Milan since 2004
Here the big ones make themselves this small
I started early, now I finish you
I let 'em watch my back
'Cause I've left so many behind
The flow's for combat
Rhymes, bro, keys that open doors for me
Quiet girls turn into h*es
The true nature of a man
Is to fill these bags with money
I've got rings and chains
I pay the rent for me and my mom
I don't hear their comments, I let 'em talk
I let 'em drown while I take off
And I turn into a tiny dot in the sky they're staring at
In DMs she calls me, "Papi"
While the world hates, they cheer for these runaways here
Those with teeth got no bread, I've got teeth with carats
Ten kilos of style everyone is copying now
You better keep your distance
Yeah they've put a bounty on my head
If we're not into it, don't stress the squad
You know I'll write you from prison with a carrier pigeon
They told me from the window the sun blinds you
But a lost war turns into a battle
Mario, she calls me on the iPhone
You've got flow, I'd never say otherwise, nah
I don't have a Sky Box package
Jonah comes back from Skyrock
Warn me if you're ready to lose me
'Cause knots loosen on the combs
And some here f*ck their brothers over
While a blitz rains, they screw them, umbrellas
I covered my crew's heads
While they had a fever for cash
Homie believe me, I'm sorry
We're public-housing cases
Outside of public housing
The neighbors are used to it
We're public-housing cases
Outside of public housing
I'm in my bubble, I'm in my bubble
Your grandma knows me and so does your Don
They send me your diss
Your girl undresses me like I just scored a goal
Bro I'm off, you ready or not?
I dodge your bullsh*t
Not hot, not cold, you're lukewarm
Basically not even a tickle
This sh*t, bro, knows how to grab me
Knows how to give me energy, rising from the tendons
Family family, the enemies
Skeletons, skeletons, Medievil