Sem Ti

God blesses my hater, even though he wants to see me in misery
Knee on the floor and my momma prays
And God I promise I'll go to church more and I
I look at the ground but I go to the sky
Pours drink for someone who has already died
I wanted to be better, it was even written, but since the hater is good he read me but

Without you
I'm fine, I left with the gang
I didn't give a shit about fam, I didn't even see a hundred
Count not even a hundred, bro we anyway

Without you
Mô wei, I'm fine, I'm fine
I hit the road with the wis
Masses of euros in jeans

God is always looking out for me
All my hoes got McQueen (yeah)
Hater thought it was the end (yeah)
This doesn't exist where I came from (yeah)
Man, I'm fresh, I'm clean (yeah)
Bass drum for mine and for me (yeah)

I'm not a coetadinho, every day I drink a good wine
I saw a lot of haters crossing my path so I decided that I will walk alone
You put dough, I put heart (guê)
You're also in my prayer (guê)
But God forgives and I don't
I'm with the homies on my way to a million (whoa)

Motivation for my haters who beefed me, I put them all on vacation
Niggas talk
It's rarely a serious thing
Many sing, but do not convey ideas
Wis stayed
Because they had no vein
They doubted
I believed it at first
They didn't fight
Then they wanted a ride
This baby made Guyana become a player
I don't listen to these haters, they all sound like me
Bitch I was fine, but I'm better without you
I made my way without looking back, I learned more from everything I lost
When I'm fed up and spent I swear I felt
Camouflaged, fed up of being on TV
Bro I ain't changed, bro I just grew up
I can't believe I lived with you
He made me collect on my road
Focus is on the walk, not the woman
Dude, I'm not singing to show off
And that's not what gives me food
They didn't even realize they were losing
The ego blinded you, it's what made you take on a ho
You pay a lot to see me at a show
Busy doing business with my bros but like oh oh
Or I'm not your type
Diamonds on the body like I mine
You didn't calibrate with such a clean wi
Black paused swega like Migos
You will no longer live what you lived with me
Dear, I look like all my friends
All the women I follow become famous
Dodge this shit but I can't anymore
I don't even know anymore, haters talk a lot but I passed it on to him
These niggas say my scene is the same, and I agree, I'm still king
Rappers of my time died
Almost everyone is no longer what they used to be
In a short time the careers burned down
Also look who they messed with
So just forget about that comparison, I'm not scared of 1 million anymore
Because TRX Music is no longer a group, bro TRX Music is a generation
I just ask that there be bread on the table
Thanks to those who wanted to see me on the ground
Now I ask where you are
I wish you all the best from my heart
This departure of mine from this new school, having kumbo is like your opinion in Angola
Lembo's and McLaren and we didn't even play ball
Bro, I have a bee right on my sole
I miss my friends, time has flown by
A sky blue, I don't want it to be yours
I don't even sing every day, man, if I sing you'll think that God has forgotten you (yeah)

God blesses my hater, even though he wants to see me in misery
Knee on the floor and my momma prays
And God I promise I'll go to church more and I
I look at the ground but I go to the sky
Pours drink for someone who has already died
I wanted to be better, it was even written, but since the hater is good he read me but

Without you
I'm fine, I left with the gang
I didn't give a shit about fam, I didn't even see a hundred
Count not even a hundred, bro we anyway

Without you
Mô wei, I'm fine, I'm fine
I hit the road with the wis
Masses of euros in jeans
God is always looking out for me

All my hoes got McQueen (yeah)
Hater thought it was the end (yeah)
This doesn't exist where I came from (yeah)
Man, I'm fresh, I'm clean (yeah)
Bass drum for mine and for me (yeah)