Tu Me Quieres (feat. Omega)

Omega (Omega)
Yeah (yeah)

You want me: Where you at, my love?
I’m always in your heart
Those nights I break out of a prison
I’m back in the hood, in the zone
It’s not good, oh, like this, like that
Don’t beat around the bush like a carousel
The sirens, eh-eh, the sirens, eh-eh

And good morning, Documents, police
I got twenty kilos of Hail Mary
Have you smoked or drunk alcohol? (No, no), I smell indoor weed
What’s up, babe?, I’m crazy, I’m the daddy

I’m on a Kawasaki Ninja bike
Hands up, the house, dude, empty the safe
Eh, motherfucker, you don’t know how long it takes me
I don’t make calls, my ego (no, no)
Has led me to a lot of convictions

But I don’t give a damn if your dad votes for the League
Deep down, he kinda hates me and denies it
I keep everything under control like a boss, a patrón
A dangerous one, I got the thing in my piece
Touch it, it’s hard, but it’s a .38 (Pah, pah)
You’re in Milan, hear the boom, boom, the law of Kanun

You want me: Where you at, my love?
I’m always in your heart
Those nights I break out of a prison
I’m back in the hood, in the zone
It’s not good, oh, like this, like that
Don’t beat around the bush like a carousel
The sirens, eh-eh, the sirens, eh-eh

Now, eh, I fly from Milan to Saint-Tropez
On Sundays, a Dominican who
Is drunk in Loreto all alone on Padova street, up North
This is Milan, the city of those with money (Milan)

You got nothing, you already know the job
You either make bags or sell drugs, it’s all the same
I live life before it’s over
A man is seen by his money, by the girls

And envy hurts, boy, I’m writing another song
Dedicated to the scum, the clueless
They locked me up, but I put it back in their face, ah-uh, daddy
Now I’m back to the projects

If I’m not in a Lambo, I’m in an Audi or a Ferrari
Little trust, clear deals
They taught me to mind my own business, not others'
Four walls, locked up, four degrees
When I’m locked up and I don’t hear the gunshots outside anymore

Pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam
You’re my Rosa Abate
Pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam
(It’s over like this summer)
Pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam
You’re my Rosa Abate
Pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam, pa-ra-pam, pam-pam
(It’s over like this summer)

(Mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm)
(Mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm)
(Mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm)
(Mhm, mhm-mhm, mhm-mhm)

(Yeah-eh, yeah-eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-eh, yeah-eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)

(Yeah-eh, yeah-eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah-eh, yeah-eh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)

You want me: Where you at, my love?
I’m always in your heart
Those nights I break out of a prison
I’m back in the hood, in the zone
It’s not good, oh, like this, like that
Don’t beat around the bush like a carousel
The sirens, eh-eh, the sirens, eh-eh