Zafiro (remix) (feat. RVFV)

Crazy, I look handsome with the glasses
And look at the sapphire-colored eyes I have
I'm looking for gold for my house
Here no one looks out for themselves

I smoked my joint alone on the terrace
Living life but with style
Now all my clothes arrive in boxes
I don't carry knives and I cut like a blade

I went through hard times but badly
Crazy, don't tell me you want to see me
That my life doesn't revolve around people
Child from the square but intelligent

I smile as I walk through the alleys
Even if they throw bad vibes at me and curses follow me
My tongue sharp and look, may God forgive me
But life is strange and you have to face it with courage

I'm shining like a rose in the field
In a white Toyota as if it were a Lambo
We've been through tough times, but, cousin, it's not that bad
The light has come on and now we're not dreaming

Alone, alone, alone
Recording songs, no longer committing crimes
We grew up but just barely
Looking for life since we were little

Crazy, I look handsome with the glasses
And look at the sapphire-colored eyes I have
I'm looking for gold for my house
And here no one looks out for themselves

Cousin, my blood is boiling
I speak from the heart
I lose my mind
When I go crazy

I'm extracting gold from the heart
To see if we get out of poverty
I'm extracting gold from the heart
So that our envelope gets filled

I was raised with a pipe, not with a PlayStation
And I paint my nails in tortoiseshell color
From the cradle with more class than a king
Cousin, I am pure gold

I'm the co-pilot sitting at the bar
Just as I look forward, I look back
I go out to the street with VaporMax
Thinking about my songs that need to make money, hey

If I'm cold, she warms me up
I've been running around in this life for a long time
I ask for health and freedom for all mine
I wasn't born for life

I'm extracting gold from the heart
To see if we get out of poverty
I'm extracting gold from the heart
So that our envelope gets filled

I'm extracting gold from the heart
To see if we get out of poverty
I'm extracting gold from the heart
So that our envelope gets filled