Paris

Maybe I would be happier
If here were like the nights in Paris
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me

Maybe I would be happier
If here were like the nights in Paris
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me

I also don't know where I'm going
I also don't know where I'm going
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me

I caught myself, once again thinking about the notes
Even without knowing, that doesn't matter to me anymore
I don't want to know about anything else, I give you my account and transfer
6 digits, less than that I swear it's not enough for me
I want millions, plus 5 mansions in each city
One I do business with and the rest I leave to Spike
They explained that we are spenders, and of course the company is strong
Trips with my family, I never needed luck

Calm I will stay
Calm I will arrive
I don't know who to trust
The notes will speak
I want more than this
I was born to be rich
I want more than this
I was born to be rich
I don't know

What would you do
If one beautiful day
The diamonds turned into joy
No, you wouldn't cry
Not out of sadness
Because now you would know what wealth is
How you would laugh
If you found out
That there is a universe for those who cry
But don't lead a sad life
Never again
It no longer exists for anyone
Here everything goes beyond

Maybe I would be happier
If here were like the nights in Paris
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me

I also don't know where I'm going
I also don't know where I'm going
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me

Maybe I would be happier
If here were like the nights in Paris
With lots of gold and lots of money around me
I will be rich, my brothers will be rich
My sisters will be rich
With lots of gold and lots of money around me