Fala Na Cara

(I closed my eyes)
(And she appeared to me)
(In my mind, in my mind, in my mind)

Talk to my face, don’t miss me
Childish fights, that’s just part of it
Less ego, way more maturity
Less ego, way more maturity
And she knows about my hustle
I even fell when I took some hits
But I got back up and got way stronger
If I don’t get rich, I’ll change my name

And I faced my closed-off self
Much more laid-back, always well-armed
I’m not innocent
But, babe, when you’re born poor, the hustle’s doubled
Understand
I did this for both of us, you know
I loved you like crazy and you left
Without a goodbye, without a letter
You left me confused as hell

I met my worst side
Maybe for them it was even better
Whiskey, lots of blunts
Maybe it eases my pain
And on the day the last flame goes out
And on the day the vast ocean is about to dry
That’s how I feel without you
Without you, it doesn’t work

One day we’ll bump into each other
You can bet on it, the stones will meet
So many memories, me and this hot girl
Inside the boat, I miss it so much
Before, the world was big for us
Now my song plays everywhere

She rolls my ice
No tobacco, just bud
Today it’s no massage
Leather with a scratch and a shot of love
Make yourself comfortable, show your charm
Also throw that ass my way
On the king-size bed, she gets lost and turns it up

She drinks whiskey and gets wild
Retouches the gloss on her lips
Crazy bold love
Me and her all night long
Reminiscing about the old days
When we used to hang at the HQ
Now she leans on the balcony
On my gourmet patio

And she drinks whiskey and gets wild
Retouches the gloss on her lips
Crazy bold love
Me and her all night long
Reminiscing about the old days
When we used to hang at the HQ
Now she leans on the balcony
On my gourmet patio

Talk to my face, don’t miss me
Childish fights, that’s just part of it
Less ego, way more maturity
Less ego, way more maturity
And she knows about my hustle
I even fell when I took some hits
But I got back up and got way stronger
If I don’t get rich, I’ll change my name

Talk to my face, don’t miss me
Childish fights, that’s just part of it
Less ego, way more maturity
Less ego, way more maturity
And she knows about my hustle
I even fell when I took some hits
But I got back up and got way stronger
If I don’t get rich, I’ll change my name

(I closed my eyes)
(And she appeared to me)
(In my mind, in my mind, in my mind)