Elegante (feat. Sfera Ebbasta)

Eh-eh-eh, stay with me, stay with me, whoa
Whoa-oh-oh, just a bit, just a bit, eh
Eh-eh-eh, sorry if I'm not elegant
And if I only think about money and cards
And I don't have time to act like the others

I would have given you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
You're not like the others
I'm not elegant
Then I gave you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
Now you're like the others, saying: You're not you anymore (Komparema)

The vibe is hot, she's dressed in Prada
You don't believe in karma, and she doesn't believe in you
Every day I see the sunrise
You want to point a gun at me
Don't lose your cool, you know that
I'd like to give you more, but it's not easy
I speed in a blue car
She's right here next to me
If you want to cry, I have no tears
On these pages, none will fall anymore

Eh-eh-eh, stay with me, stay with me, whoa
Whoa-oh-oh, just a bit, just a bit, eh
Eh-eh-eh, sorry if I'm not elegant
And if I only think about money and cards
And I don't have time to act like the others
I would have given you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
You're not like the others
I'm not elegant
Then I gave you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
Now you're like the others, saying: You're not you anymore

You know you're drop-dead gorgeous, I'd kill for you
Even if I didn't know what to say, I know I'd say it to you
You don't seem like the other girls at least with me (No-no)
There's that guy sliding into your DMs, he doesn't know what I'd do
Hey, now that your problems are also mine
You wait for my name on the display
And you're still awake, a quarter to six
You ask: Where are you? You know how much I'd like
To speed with you in a Bentley?
He gave you fake bags
Like your friends full of hate, full of hate, hey

Eh-eh-eh, stay with me, stay with me, whoa
Whoa-oh-oh, just a bit, just a bit, eh
Eh-eh-eh, sorry if I'm not elegant
And if I only think about money and cards
And I don't have time to act like the others

I would have given you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
You're not like the others
I'm not elegant
Then I gave you more
Yeah, the stars and the Moon
Now you're like the others, saying: You're not you anymore