12 Am (feat. Wisebubu)

Woh, woh, yeah
Wise
Woh, woh, woh

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats me, sometimes it's sad
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the price
What do you know about nothing and misery

My mind is restless, I want to retire at 30
There's a problem, stay still, I don't want you to be surprised in the end
You can't control yourself and you drink, things happen that shouldn't
And then you talk like a baby when they take what you owe

A sealed package just like your mouth is sealed
They only talk about kilos, but in reality, they sniff coke
Stay calm because life can drive you crazy
Talking on the internet provokes me

Money has always been lacking, that's why when I have it, it won't be too much
50g or 1g, I don't care about the quantity, I want to get paid
What are you going to tell me, I start from the bottom, I like to rise
If you don't bring it and want a good price, then negotiate

And that's how it is, the poor look for a little and the rich want more
We are the warriors in the war of Hamas
I'm a Palestinian with the urge to kill
I die for mine, that's moral

I want bills without running, I want the good stuff uncut
Better not say it over the phone, see you later and tell me then
The prepaid and an Alcatel, avoiding the hostile zone
Of the few who wear blue, if they come, get into the doorway

Money has changed you, crazy, you weren't like this
Money has changed you, now you think you're an MC
I used to be half worried, police and sprinting
So that the first fool now starts talking about me

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats us, sometimes it's sad
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the price
What do you know about nothing and misery

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats us, sometimes it's sad
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the price
What do you know about nothing, hey

The one who knows stays calm without making noise looking for the mill
And some before paying for the house buy a Richard Mille
I always discreet with my own, I won't show off even if I have thousands
Others sell a couple of plates and make movies that not even in the cinema

Talking with Wise and burning from the soci
Life is not easy, but it's normal
Street kid and I have to find my way
Surrounded by problems and I don't usually complain

Tell me, what are you a dealer of?
If mom pays you on weekends and at the end of the month
I don't know what the end of the month is, I just know how to climb for a fifth
I don't stress, I make money and I don't pretend

It's not good to talk too much, but I don't mind if they talk about me
Those who talk so much, I know they're fans
And with those who betray, we put an end
End of the class, if you want to throw me, then take your turn
Don't lose it, they give you a trip and you go to Saturn, hey

Twelve at night, I'm awake writing another song
Look how life treats us, sometimes it's sad
My soul breaks if my brothers pay the price
What do you know about nothing and misery