Catrame (feat. Tedua)

Yah, there
There, there
Hey, hey
There
Hey

Don't call me a genius
Geniuses die young, hey
You have no idea of the effort to chase me, hey
No hand of God that doesn't exist for us Anno Domini (hey)
Tell me: Zzala, can you relax, even this year you dominate
Uncomfortable thoughts (hey)
You watching a comedy (yah)
You can't use manly words (no, no)
Me with ice in my heart that, no
Doesn't melt even if I tie the Montgomery
I was in the middle of the road, recovery (hey)
Now I stare at you in silence, you're beautiful, damn
And you live in black and white, Wednesday
You saw me as a child (hey), when I still failed (yah)
Now when you listen to me on Spoti' or live
You think: This is America, like Gambino (Gambino)
My life weighs on you (weighs), even if you don't say it (no)
Sometimes an accent makes the difference (hey)
There are no principles without principles (yah)
But I have my roots
I would like a house in Paris (hey)
To go there every now and then, what do you say? (hey)
I'm still looking for my place in the world
Like someone born by mistake
Sometimes I need (hey)
Not to think about myself (hey)
Take a trip to hell
Before my ideals (yah) die of cold, hey

I'm with you though
You don't have to hurt me
If I'll be Cerberus
You'll come with me to Hades
Thoughts like katanas
We are flowers in the tar
I can't take care of myself
You have nothing to say
I still have a lot to give

On the street with my ass on a vehicle that smokes
When it accelerates, your envy, now eat my dust
Don't dismantle my plans
Don't face tomorrow
Who proposes you, but shows a lie in their hands, OK
I run against a guardrail
I come back crooked from her
I fall asleep at six (uuh)
I don't remember, but you know
I drank a lot
With joints in my pockets I escaped from the guards
Tedua, Lazza smokes and doesn't get over it
Your flow a rotten apple
Tell us who eats it
You can't tear me apart
Pompon on my Fendi
You're obsessed and on Insta
You follow me like Tom with Jerry
Bitch wants my PIN to read the messages
If she doesn't believe who's in front of her
A movie, that I live in the feat
That I write on the PC
I demand positive feedback
Well, as long as you run first, Glimow

I'm with you though
You don't have to hurt me
If I'll be Cerberus
You'll come with me to Hades
Thoughts like katanas
We are flowers in the tar
I can't take care of myself
You have nothing to say
I still have a lot to give