I'd explain it with words, but
If what I spit is gold and material in each syllable
And my mental lagoons are paradise islands
We pull up with a .40, but I'm not Alibaba
Sacrificed nights so tomorrow I'll have one more day
Theirs isn't hate, for me it's more fanaticism
Getting on a beat for me is duty, for y'all it's tourism
Under the moon's effects I make anthems
Drilling holes in the walls like Pink Floyd
I know that it seems complicated, but for me it's not complicated
Anticipating the unexpected, having the ice-cream recipe
Surfing in a poisoned glass, the veins drinking the sin
Stepping back forward, the future, a mirror of the past
They see a systematic error where I see a charm
It itches you so much that you took off the shell
I keep doing miracles without rubbing any lamp
By now I'm no father or grandpa, I'm more like the great-great
My grandkids are copying my flows over type beats
Sometimes I play like LeBron and other times like Kyrie
I got them here talking to me about energy, like reiki
Freaks for the cash, they get lost in the VIP
And I show up and leave all those champagnes jumping
She talks to me that sweet, I think she's from Medellín
The after-party full of models, it looks like a casting
So much meat in that leather won't fit inside the jeans
If what I spit is gold and material in each syllable
And my mental lagoons are paradise islands
We pull up with a .40, but I'm not Alibaba
Sacrificed nights so tomorrow I'll have one more day
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
Forty-eight hours recording, I'm already one more day in
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
One day without thinking about the past, that's one more day
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
Forty-eight hours I've been recording, that's one more day
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
One day without thinking about the past, that's one more day
Storm alert, the downpour's arriving
The love for this sh*t is infinite, lasting
If you don't want check, don't give away squares
Since when does this come out way better than what I expect?
In my dreams I always talk with my ancestors
How could I not wake up knowing that I was born for this?
My legacy asks that I stay pure and honest
My self's never gonna be worth what a good deed's worth
One more day, twelve to twelve, Auto-Tune and voices
Watching the signs that the gods are sending down
The secrets hidden where the devil doesn't know
I don't know how much ground I've walked then
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
Forty-eight hours recording, I'm already one more day in
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
One day without thinking about the past, that's one more day
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
Forty-eight hours I've been recording, that's one more day
One more day, one more day, one more day, one more day
One day without thinking about the past, that's one more day
Snow mountain, where are you?!