Pole 2

I wake up with an ass that's the cream
And with the lifelong burden of never feeling good
Problems come all together, I don't give a damn, friend
Because if they all come together, I sweep them together too
Before I even sing, I was already signing asses and tits
I don't give a damn about your album and your demo
Arrogant, intelligent, and proud
Nobody cares about mine if it doesn't have to do with theirs
This explodes, they hate to stop me, there's no way
I sing for the people from the streets
Sending people after you is like ordering on AliExpress, do you get it?
It arrives at your house when you least expect it
Downstairs, everything goes to hell
I live like a criminal, without a paycheck but with work
Darling, look, I feel it
I've suffered so much that nothing seems like too much for now

And don't bother me anymore with so much nonsense
I go to the club every night, darling, a bottle every day
My head is shattered
Nothing is worth more than honor because what you have without honor is worth nothing
I go about my business, leave me out of it
Show what you want and they'll know where to attack you
Even if you attack me, you do me good, did you know?
Because the tougher you make it for me, the tougher I get
Everything was very nice, but girl
What I miss the most about you is when I didn't know you
I don't cry for who comes or who goes
Everything returns to where it belongs
And if it doesn't return, it's because it's where it is
And they told me, if you keep going like this, you'll end up in Teixeiro
And look, I'm in Camarinha, bitch, drinking a Ribeiro
I want whoever wants to mess with me to do well, bro
So they see that even if things go well, they'll never be better than me
In wars, everyone loses, crazy, but I
Win in knowing who's on my side and who's not
And I don't live deceived, I know that when trouble comes
The only shoulder I have to cry on is mine

I, I no longer suffer for anything, cocky and arrogant
But if she's not pretty in the face, she'll be pretty in the ass
Whoever knows street rap, already has it guaranteed
That in the damn Spanish street, I'm number one
I no longer suffer for anything, cocky and arrogant
But if she's not pretty in the face, she'll be pretty in the ass
Whoever knows street rap, already has it guaranteed
That in the damn Spanish street, I'm number one

I don't trust anyone, you know why, buddy?
Because you would kill for me, yes, but for yourself first
When there are tragedies in front, nonsense doesn't work
If you're with me for moments, it's like you're not there
And sometimes I go well or badly, but always head-on
Making profit from defeat is winning forever
Second chances are given to those who made a mistake
Not to those who are already a mistake directly
And you being a moron, how can you be faithful?
If she prefers to go with me to an alley than with you to a hotel
Think about how we did it and she's horny as hell
If I catch her possessed, I'll fuck her for six hours straight
No problem, baby, everything's calm here
On Sunday, I'll release another track and on Tuesday, another kilo arrives
Look, if you're in shit, I'll go to shit with you
And if you don't come to mine, I don't want you with me anymore
You can't buy loyalty with money
Because it's proven when the account is at zero
And your shitty song won't change the world, MC
But a bullet in the head will surely change some corrupt one
Hey, hello, I'm like Rome, my love
Because even if I'm ruined, I still have my value
Whoever is friends with everyone is a kiss-ass
And when the world is at war, they won't be friends with anyone
You talk about not being snitches, it's easy to rap about it
But how many of you went to prison to prove it?
I don't stop for anything and even if they try to mess with it
Bro, if you're clear about something, you don't have to say it, you have to do it
And, girl, I don't care about the cons
If a maneuver goes wrong, I maneuver again
I face disaster, if you tried everything and it didn't work
It's because you didn't try everything

I, I no longer suffer for anything, cocky and arrogant
But if she's not pretty in the face, she'll be pretty in the ass
Whoever knows street rap, already has it guaranteed
That in the damn Spanish street, I'm number one
I no longer suffer for anything, cocky and arrogant
But if she's not pretty in the face, she'll be pretty in the ass
Whoever knows street rap, already has it guaranteed
That in the damn Spanish street, I'm number one

Cocky and arrogant
Pretty in the face, I'm number one
Already guaranteed