Tengo 30 (feat. Duki, Neo Pistea, Cazzu, Tali Goya)

I'm 30 to smoke and a liter to mix
A girl in bed asking me to cook
But as for me, that doesn't solve anything
And we're still here, we don't leave the trap

I had my lawyer
And two makeup artists
All three fell in love
And I had to kick them out
But as for me
That doesn't solve anything
And we're still here, I can't stop counting
Frozen teeth
All this wasn't exchanged
She tells me you've changed
Whenever I'm more attached
And she tells me that, I have to come down
I don't come down, I always want a little more

I'm 30 to smoke and a liter to mix
A girl in bed asking me to cook
But as for me, that doesn't solve anything
And we're still here, we don't leave the trap

I'm 30 to smoke
A liter and a half to mix
Not saving to sell
We're not here to mess around

I smoke everything of quality
What's up with the regular
With more ice than a glacier
I have a special note
The phone always rings
Let me know what's up
They say I have the plug
They say I have the plug

All the Sundays in NY
Whippin' code with Sprite
I took her out of the park like Jeter
Mommy, not even a strike

All the Sundays in NY
Whippin' code with Sprite
I took her out of the park like Jeter

I'm always in the hustle
Always hanging out with the ugly ones
I can even give you a job
I believe in action movies
I already have it halfway Luci
She took two lines of 2c
Your husband is a pussy
Looking for us to unload a Uzi

And I'm still here, because I don't stop for anything
But as for me, that doesn't solve anything
If they all throw on a bomb vest (bang)
Tell them it wasn't because of me
Tell them you love me
With him you can't feel anything
With me you'll come
Put your phone on airplane mode
With me you'll be on a plane
I'm a trapper, the main one
Drugs, women in leather and money, yeah
But money first, yeah
The devil doesn't want a serum

I'm 30 to smoke and a liter to mix
A girl in bed asking me to cook
But as for me, that doesn't solve anything
And we're still here, we don't leave the trap

I bought everything for mom
The rest I spend on the trap
I have money for my son
Hidden packs under the mattress
I have my project, my friends
Think like me
They don't mess with me anymore
I shoot to the chest, it's for my friends

I'm 30, a thousand greens
I already proved it, if you don't play, you don't lose
But 30 thousand problems
A half-empty plate for dinner
A child who poisons me
What a shame that I won't be your girl anymore
No speed, no ketamine but two z's
The dollar sign has always been my goal
Big butt
Small tits
Original raxxeta flow
An angelic voice and a perverted style
Almost all your friends daddy, want me
But I keep trapping, son of a bitch
The boss shoots, doesn't miss
My bitches are all calm but you don't want war with us
Body on the ground
Damn crazy
Didn't you realize I'm becoming a millionaire little by little

I'm 30 to smoke and a liter to mix
A girl in bed fanatical about cooking
But as for me, that doesn't solve anything
And we're still here, we don't leave the trap