There are days that I don't understand anything, my life on a scale
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I know it, I'm not normal, my girl still has hope
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Thanks for putting up with me, I know that all this is tiring
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And thanks to God for this pencil
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That if I tell it 'Kuduro', it always dances
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A shout-out to Don and to life for giving me this gift
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Of being able to narrate my life in a song
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I do this for fun, even when I'm not in the mood
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And I wrote this one in case I'm not here tomorrow
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I'm clear that everything ends
But the day that it's my turn
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My people won't lack anything
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And now that I achieved everything that I once dreamed of
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Did you think that I was gonna tone it down? No
My footprint is indelible
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They all sound the same, like vapes, they're disposable
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Another call came in, it's the accountant
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Just to tell me that what's coming in is uncountable
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And I don't know why, but I want more
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Even if more money means less peace
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I want to be a 'forever', I don't want to be a 'maybe'
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Even if I have to wear this disguise every day
And pretend that it doesn't hurt me
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But I turn all that pain into decibels
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That's what sets me apart from you
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That if the paper runs out, I keep writing on the walls
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And many have seen that, that's why they don't cross the line
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And I'm here thinking about those times at Maya
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When I sang for free and the next day went to the beach
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Things that simple are what I'll take with me when I leave
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And when I leave, please, don't cry for me
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When I leave, play my songs, that way they never die
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When I leave, please, don't cry for me
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When I leave, play my songs, that way they never die
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F*cker, I'm still here, and who's gonna get me out of here?
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My muse is infinite, it's your turn to put up with me
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I busted my *ss for this, now to see me you gotta pay me
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And to get me out of the house, you gotta wire me
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It's not 100k anymore, now it's a bit more
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Half a mil per show, maybe a bit more
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I'm with my lady watching Netflix, laid way back
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The machines in the garage, this ain't Mario Kart
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This is Gran Turismo, GT-R Nismo
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I don't need codes, I am the algorithm
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I don't know why the f*ck I felt like switching the rhythm
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There was nobody in the studio, so I did it myself
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That way there's no room for error
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I took off two years and they're still behind on the score
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Lower your tone with me, if you'd do me the favor
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It's not the first day of class anymore, now I'm the principal
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Fear is still with you locked inside the drawer
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The guy who carries my bags is earning more than you
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I was giving you a break so that you could fill the notebook
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But you can't hit one, not even playing roulette
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They stay behind me, they look like zombies
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They flex with brands in the videos, then return the outfit
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I'm buying new clothes so I don't have to do laundry
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I'm already bored of all this sh*t, I'm gonna make a country album
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Look at me, they greet me at Louis Vu
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As if the cacique of the tribe just arrived
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F*ckers, you're missing ethics to reach these numbers
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It's like comparing a Supra to a Celica