Weiz

I didn't have to use the Weiz, yeah, yeah
To find those who talk bad behind my back
And greet me to my face (yeah)
My flow is ahead

They are stressed out
And I keep smoking haze, yeah
After everyone thought
That it wasn't going to amount to anything
There's not a fake floor in the closet, yeah
They are my sons like in the play
Yeah, yeah, yeah

In my business, we're not looking at anyone
The cash is in the wallet
The girls are clueless because they blow each other
And, what's up? Talk to them
After I settle in, the party is over for them

I'm not copying, I'm telling them that I'm the beast
I'm not asking
End of the trade, we have them nodding off
And the posh asses thugging
Burning to show off
Ah, what a motherfucking chacaleo to let me be chacaleado

And don't paint it for me because I'm not going to color it for you anymore
It's my turn, now it's their turn to wait
The signatures, the contracts, the clauses
Now everyone gets on the scale
The hockey sticks when I lock myself in the capsule

Ah, you're not here to give it to them
Today they throw themselves in, to come out tomorrow and suck it
I live it, son, I have to tell it
They get their hands dirty, to wash them later
They are not from the heart, they are here to collect

I didn't have to use the Weiz, yeah, yeah
To find those who talk bad behind my back
And greet me to my face (yeah)
My flow is ahead
They are stressed out
And I keep smoking haze, yeah

After everyone thought
That it wasn't going to amount to anything
There's not a fake floor in the closet (yeah)
They are my sons like in the play
Yeah, yeah, ah

The light, the new prophecy
Has me living as I deserved
Except in women, here no one trusts
Make more money, fewer empty minds
God had my back when everything fell apart

What are you complaining about, if I was the one to blame
How was it, just me, yeah
You eat well, but I'm the one who ate shit
So what
Money in hand, otherwise why?
Pf, seriously, man, why

I value food plates more because I know I kicked them
Without backing down from my backing, I backed it
I put them on to count stars
The bad thing about the clique is not being able to be in it
They see me as competition
And your agency eager to sign me and uncork bottles

If we send you, we leave no trace
Who works hard
The chopped one crashes into the firm
Easy, ha

Watch out for the movie, you'll crash
The new diamond light, yeah
To Alex G, ah
High Beats
John The Untouchable