When you leave school you can see it from the eyes
If you have touches inside your backpack
There is no mother who picks you up by car
But you know the road
The names and faces in these places
Holes in the walls with hidden money
You grow up thinking it's right but it's too late
And the years go by but he doesn't change his mind
The desire to escape from these buildings does not change
Packs of weed brought into taxis
Because it is said that one day we will be singers
I stay with those who still live by selling that smoke
But without ever letting anyone win
Without ever licking any ass
Bro, I believe in a different future
But the sky in the block is always dark
They don't filter the rays from these buildings and they don't see the sun
They come back late and leave early
They serve years after arrest
We are not big on all this
Kids like me grow up fast
Who make money like me
Hate in the eyes like me
Used to your father buying you what you don't have
Then you go under the wrong building
And they make you the iPhone and they make you the Nikes
My brothers have ugly faces
Because the days go by
Because there are ten of us on the phone
Because the appointment is still on our trail
In the parks in Cinisello, bitch
And you live in a villa
White week with all your family
My brothers' ski week if they do it at home
With the blinds down and the cell phone that doesn't ring
You know that I only have cash in my head
I only have three in my pocket
Euros for sizze and coffee
But I only have cash on my mind
I only have three in my pocket
Euros for sizze and coffee
They have nothing to lose because they have never had anything
You know they have everything to take but there is no right path
They come back late and leave early
They serve years after arrest
We are not big on all this
Kids like me grow up fast
Who make money like me
Hate in the eyes like me