48h (feat. Sfera Ebbasta)

No, I’m sorry, I’m not around anymore
I don’t play in that spot anymore
I don’t sleep on that roof anymore
I’m cursed and I can’t take it anymore
I don’t mind this hotel
But I have the memory of my room
But I have the memory of my face
But I have the memory of when I was me
I can be a jerk when I want
And right now I want
I don’t need to be the boss
I’m the messiah
If this world were right
I’d have a life to throw away
Mom, I’ve made a lot of mistakes
Yeah, but among them, there’s no hate for the State
Or for the Police (no, no, no)

No, I’m sorry I’m not around anymore, yeah
And I’m sorry you disappeared, yeah
You’ve already made another life, maybe
I’ve just rolled another joint
I wish my days lasted forty-eight hours
Because no, half of it isn’t enough for me anymore
Mom, don’t worry, I’m getting everything in order
I think about how I lived, yeah, until a few months ago

And so no
And so no
And so no
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
And so no

Wishing lamp, give me eight lives
Like a cat, I’ve got seven, but I’m almost out
I feel trapped, call me Trap king or don’t call me at all
Sfera Ebbasta, you either love it or hate it, you can’t ignore me
And as a kid, nose pressed against that window
And that stuff, yeah, too expensive, too exclusive
And I didn’t even want to try it, I wouldn’t buy it
I said I’d come back, but I never did
You see me now that the glass is full
You think all this has gone to my head
And you just want to see me back at zero
Like when the cops come in and crash the party, ah

No, I’m sorry I’m not around anymore, yeah
And I’m sorry you disappeared, yeah
You’ve already made another life, maybe
I’ve just rolled another joint
I wish my days lasted forty-eight hours
Because no, half of it isn’t enough for me anymore
Mom, don’t worry, I’m getting everything in order
I think about how I lived, yeah, until a few months ago

And so no
And so no
And so no
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

And so no
And so no
And so no
And so no
Del