Parao

I like smooth money, not folded
I like to always count it sitting
I get nervous, the cops on the side
I prefer to run, I don't stay still
Stopped on the corner, I look to the side
Omar coverage, I've already slipped in
If I have the gloves, it's secured
One hundred grams in the stash, I'm crowned

You think you're the baddest? I don't believe you
If they find me, they'll kill me
They're all fools, I can't count
I swear I feel like quitting
I don't usually brag, I usually solve
I like to be quiet and pay attention
I want to ride in an AMG
But let it be mine and not someone else's
And that one who used to laugh so much
Now spends the day posting everything
They don't want me in places I didn't even know
And before only my mother loved me
But what do I do if life takes its turns
And today you're up and tomorrow you're down
Don't say you have it all figured out
I've seen women stealing lots of bundles

What's up? Now everyone is street and doesn't leave the house, homeboy from home
Be careful who you mess with and where you go
I have buddies who shoot you, I have buddies who take your breath away
I have buddies who water plants and I have buddies who steal kilos
Cousin, say it, don't be a fool, with thirty years stuck in social media
Dude, that's not my style at all, if I make a million, I disappear stealthily
I don't want fame, I always say that, people fail and I understand that
To live peacefully, you need to be surrounded by cash, eh

They throw beef at me? So what, I haven't gotten mad
I know it bothered you that I flew by your side
And what do you say to me? If no one has ever touched me
Well, you can try, but no complaints if you get hit
Silence, damn snitch, your time has passed
You haven't lived what I've been through, and everything you say has been made up
Warehouse worker, and the other one, a sworn guard
Crazy, I haven't worked, well, I have worked, to—

I don't like fame, I don't like being asked for photos
The whole team for Cano if they're not looking for the Mosso
It's not street, crazy, you're a kid, your mentions are funny
I'll sweep you with a bar, your girl—, I'll destroy you
Bastard, your mother, and I'll piss on your—
Dog that barks at me, then see you at the concerts
Paw, paw!