DEPORVIDAS
Cruz Cafuné
BARELESS
I don't understand why they're so interested in knowing the day of my release
They're not signed, they're independent, but I feel like they depend on me
I don't carry a weapon in my boxers
My uncle from heaven watches over me
In the divine plan, the how, the where, and the who are unknown, like Kennedy
922, the hero or the villain, depending on who you ask about me
My bareless and my days are one with me for whatever may come
My team looks like a Fantasy, we're inside an Infiniti
Smoking Griffith, not Melanie
Tiffany's alliance; I committed to the game
I don't respect if you don't respect
I'll take away the greeting and you won't say a word
Your money looks very strange against the light
Leave the Jimmy Choos behind
Baby, if you want me, shake it off
And if you feel me, shake it off
I'm real from the womb
Big shoes to fill, go down a size
How's it going? Are you an enemy?
I don't understand you, you seem lost
Someone must be honest with you: Your girl sleeps with your friends
Even though I don't carry a weapon in my boxers
My uncle from heaven watches over me
In the divine plan, the how, the where, and the who are unknown, like Kennedy
922, the hero or the villain, depending on who you ask about me
My bareless and my days are one with me for whatever may come
Sipping slowly, I opened the medicine
I unfollowed a couple to save my vibe
Except for your girl; the chair slips away
My OG with three different safes
His policy prevents putting everything in the same one
First time I saw a GIA certificate
I don't know if it's God who guides me
But something guides me, guides me, guides me
It brings me together with my bareless
It protects me from rats and spies
From those who say: Okay, I'll tell you the truth
And then lie to you even more
By God, I swear, I love you
I can't leave that pussy empty
Nor can I live turning my back on my family
I'd rather die
I don't carry a weapon in my boxers
My uncle from heaven watches over me
In the divine plan, the how, the where, and the who are unknown, like Kennedy
922, the hero or the villain, depending on who you ask about me
My bareless and my 'day ones' with me for whatever may come
I don't carry a weapon in my boxers
My uncle from heaven watches over me
In the divine plan, the how, the where, and the who are unknown, like Kennedy
(922, the hero or the villain, depending on who you ask about me)
(My bareless and my days are one—)