1 Milhão de Sonhos (feat. Pedro Lotto)

Hm, hm, yeah, yeah, Pedro Lotto
Hm, hm, mm

Thinking back to my time in the hood
My mirror, my past and present
In the alley, running through
So grab the piece, unload the clip
In this life, crime operates
And the cops become competitors
And those who truly got hit by the bullet to heaven
And time only moves forward
If I could go back in time, maybe I wouldn't be here?
Who knows where I'd be?
God gave me the gift of being an MC
It's much better than dealing
Every time I walked barefoot
It's because all the cups were filled with tears
From the scar of scraped knees
Sorry, but I don't kiss ass to wrong ideas
Kid dressed in Lacoste
But I remembered the end of the year when I went without eating anything
You'll be hungry and become a real man
Made me achieve a beautiful house
I'm leaving my legacy, my Lamborghini of the year
Annoying the envy
My mom thanking: Son, thank you

Yeah, thank you, God gave me a job
I'm hustling, fighting to win
I know time doesn't go back to the past
And the past comes to haunt me
And my present joins with the future
Those who didn't believe paid to see
I unload the clip
Words to the world
A million dreams to write

Yeah, thank you, God gave me a job
I'm hustling, fighting to win
I know time doesn't go back to the past
And the past comes to haunt me
And my present joins with the future
Those who didn't believe paid to see
I unload the clip
Words to the world
A million dreams to write

Thinking back to my time in the hood
My mirror, my past and present
In the alley, running through
So grab the piece, unload the clip
In this life, crime operates
And the cops become competitors
And those who truly got hit by the bullet to heaven
And time only moves forward

Pedro Lotto