Fino

Carbon Fiber Music
Carbon Fiber Music

If they see me stepping on Versace now
Because the path has been expensive for me
Even if I walk through the valley of shadow
And death, (ah-ah)
His word lights my feet
Like a lighthouse (lighthouse)

Walking fine
Fine, fine, fine (fine)

Because I was processed like wine, (wine)
To reach my destination
Walking fine, fine, fine, fine (fine)

Ah, because I was processed like wine, wine
To reach my destination, ah

Whenever I tighten
I leave them in the air
And there's no break, oh, no
Block the access of the guy
That's why you can't reach me
None of them stick even if
They disguise with take, no
I keep going crazy like the fake ones
Filling the forty, oh
I grew up in the heat like a baker, oh
And you don't run
You're not Lakers

I come down like money
Haze with the most
Expensive Daddy's (oh)
If I arrive in the fleet
I get off like a seesaw
From Nally's (no)

Filling the closets
Filling the account
Filling the parties

Having the gift
Is not enough for them to
Snore like Daddy (weh)
Multiply while
I multiply the income
The only thing that's not part of your body
And my progress hurts them (ah-ah)
They die of envy because
I'm the bullet that pierces them

And it's worth it no matter how fast it runs
Anyway, it's still overweight

Ring, fine fine fine fine (fine, fine fine)
Fine fine fine
Why I was processed like wine, wine
To reach my destination, ah
Walking fine fine fine fine, fine
Fine, fine

Because I was processed like wine, wine
To reach my destination

They threw mud at us but we used it as fertilizer
And we rise in rank like
We raise the tone, oh
To confront men and
And kneel before the throne, ah-ah
They throw at us but the armor
Is made of carbon, ah

We are sitting at the table
A crown on my head
I am free not to release
Because grace continues and prays
Ah-ah
Oh, if we keep increasing the dose
And the rabbit doesn't know what will happen tomorrow
But God, if I don't get stressed
I'm not a nurse
No and I don't care
To be the first, ah

I walk with the truth
That's why I'm always sincere
I'm under the Sun
But even if the downpour falls

I walk fine fine fine fine fine (fine)
Because I was processed like wine, wine
To reach my destination, ah
I walk fine fine fine fine fine (fine)
Ah
Because I was processed like wine
To reach my destination

Ah, uh-huh, ah uh-huh
Christian Ponce
Carbon Fiber Music