Não Troco

It was hard to understand that this time is nothing
But it was easy to live where I always wanted
It was hard to understand that much lasts little
And sometimes a little makes many people happy

With the fruit of sweat, I played ten thousand of sound
With the fruit of conversation, I kissed the best
I collected Hot Wheels cars
I traveled playing Need for

I need so little to smile
Even without visiting Disneyland
I wouldn't trade for two Miamis or Paris
Half of my Ceilândia

Increase that bass
And let them know in the street that I only turn off in the morning
But feel free
And light a hookah with that minty smell

And accept this sound of this big Golf
Who goes to work, will be turned up
If one day the Ferrari enters the gate
I won't forget my square Gol

I dreamed a long time ago about this, right, bro?!
Do you remember us on the living room carpet?
My mom only told me to wake up early
And we only dreamed of the Opalas

Wanting the best from the neighborhood
Wanting to ride a Golf GTI
I thought the world was so big
But today I know it's small for me

It was hard to understand that this time is nothing
But it was easy to live where I always wanted
It was hard to understand that much lasts little
And sometimes a little makes many people happy

With the fruit of sweat, I played ten thousand of sound
With the fruit of conversation, I kissed the best
I collected Hot Wheels cars
I traveled playing Need for

I need so little to smile
Even without visiting Disneyland
I wouldn't trade for two Miamis or Paris
Half of my Ceilândia

Increase that bass
And let them know in the street that I only turn off in the morning
But feel free
And light a hookah with that minty smell

And accept this sound of this big Golf
Who goes to work, will be turned up
If one day the Ferrari enters the gate
I won't forget my square Gol

Soul of a kid, only thinks about Chevette
I even witnessed Caloi 2000 turn into Hornet
And today we invest, love is overflowing
To show these - that a favela kid has value

And today only bass is left, there's ice in the cooler
A cold beer does good in this heat
It's that the kid lives far, but lives where the smile is happier
It seems like yesterday the rides on the Honda Biz

It was hard to understand that this time is nothing
But it was easy to live where I always wanted
It was hard to understand that much lasts little
And sometimes a little makes many people happy

With the fruit of sweat, I played ten thousand of sound
With the fruit of conversation, I kissed the best
I collected Hot Wheels cars
I traveled playing Need for

I need so little to smile
Even without visiting Disneyland
I wouldn't trade for two Miamis or Paris
Half of my Ceilândia

Increase that bass
And let them know in the street that I only turn off in the morning
But feel free
And light a hookah with that minty smell

And accept this sound of this big Golf
Who goes to work, will be turned up
If one day the Ferrari enters the gate
I won't forget my square Gol