I smoke ten grams and I forget who you are
New jackets, emptied container
I dream of chains, I avoid chains
Good kids in bad neighborhoods
In respectable neighborhoods, and in fact then
When you pass in the area the brothers say: 'Shit the outfit'
When you pass in the area the brothers say: 'Shit, look?'
We are still in the area brother yes, as per barbi
Only the bangs are a little bigger now
You say you're like us but I think not
Your father has money, I don't have a dad
And we don't believe in heroes yes but already for quite a while
Someone pays for mistakes for a while longer
And tell me what's your problem?
And tell me what's your problem?
My friends on the unmounted Zip, what's your problem?
Don't worry, we'll bring it back to you
You point the finger, you say I have the money
But then you don't know if I have g hidden inside those Nikes
Let's make lives, bro, let's make movies
Even just walking around the neighborhood
I tell what I see, I don't mind the least
You want to appear for what you are not
But you can't do it with mine
Print resumes and go look for work
And tell me what's your problem?
And tell me what's your problem?
And tell me what's your problem?
And tell me what's your problem?