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Faruz Feet
In High
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
The neighborhood that saw me grow up is proud
At this point, anyone's love is doubtful
They expect others to act as I would, it's painful
The almighty, everything is for the hustle
Bless me, don't let go of my hand
One day I was a hero, now they call me a villain
She starts to fall in love and there we are, looking at each other
What a coincidence, my ex behind me, I'm the tyrant
I'm Mexican, humble neighborhood of commerce
That's why I know all these have a price
For health is the only thing I pray for at night
There's no stubborn I haven't crowned, cousin, learn from that
Hitting day by day and it happens, it doesn't always work out
Even family has hidden envy
If you fail me, just leave, I don't seek apologies
If it was easy to get here, the question offends
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
We went from anonymity to being well recognized
I made a mark in my neighborhood with three thousand crazy people
I started in battles, cousin, everything I've been
Everything I've overcome, I still haven't decided
If I take the hot chick and take her to the dressing room
This one is on the wrong path, what the neighbors think
Proud of my origin and the place where we grew up
Always grounded like any peasant
From sucking up to rise, poor knee
They get into a festival and get on two tortillas
Complex mind, simple personality
The woman of my dreams became my nightmare
I'm not with that girl anymore, she says it was me
I have a flow in every topic, they say: Fuck, how it flowed
Plans don't come true sitting on the couch
In troubles they are counted, in parties there are a million
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
Many friends, few true ones
That's why I don't trust anything
I don't know envy, I'm just in my own bubble
That's why things only work out for us
