AEROBICO (remix) (feat. BHAVI, DUKI y LIT killah)

Woah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Woah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Let's go, ah

I look in the mirror, I'm fine, we're great, I have everything
I hardly feel my feet, faithful fanatic, many events
Elevated to Eden, they don't see me anymore, touching the sky
Falling in love with my ex, the flexible kid, I don't stop

One, two, three, zero stress, I solve it for you
I climb without a harness, we're blessed from the beginning
Meditating, we're zen, I go to the show and turn you on
Cooking in the pan, chef's sauce, I don't sell it to you

From the airport to the hotel and from the hotel to the concert
I started playing for a hundred, and now there are hundreds without seats
All the shows sold out, jumping they stay knocked-out
Looking at the line, it reaches the avenue, the girls parade and I stay wow

I left my comfort zone, I was low-cost
Now I wear a Tom Ford perfume on my shoulders
I swear I'm not amazed
I've been through bad times but I didn't get used to it

Now, when the phone rings I don't answer
I'm outside with the crew
And if I hide, it's to lower the stress
I don't want to hear from you

I'm doing well, well, well
How much time has passed? I don't know
But with faith we manage, we count the money
People mosh at the party when we arrive, yeah, yeah

I look in the mirror, I'm fine, we're great, I have everything
I hardly feel my feet, faithful fanatic, many events
Elevated to Eden, they don't see me anymore, touching the sky
Falling in love with my ex, the flexible kid, I don't stop

One, two, three, zero stress, I solve it for you
I climb without a harness, we're blessed from the beginning
Meditating, we're zen, I go to the show and turn you on
Cooking in the pan, chef's sauce, I don't sell it to you

It's been a while since I went out to party, workin' for the mami, look at my feet
I have high gummy, and let's get these gummies out, look at the tsunami and hold on
And the fakes are dropping, the real ones are working, I never forgot
I miss my buddies, sometimes I'm lonely, but I didn't give up

Fuck that, my soul wears out, tires
I think, I see those missing, trauma
I feel a lump in my throat, enough
Pause, I love this shit, yeah

I'm cooking, I have gold in the pot, a star won the Michelin star
Making more obvious things that are obvious, I want them to know the worst of me
Taking all my demons out, I've been rapping for a whole decade
The topics are so many that they don't fit in full
And you don't even know everything I've been through (Duko!)

I have a .40, it's called Auto-Tune
With Bhavi I do magic, antisocial blood
Bibidi-babidi-boo
I turn enemies into voodoo dolls

Talk to me about flow, talk to me about groove
Diablo mode is the only mood
From the end of the world, the light in the south
I steal from the majors like Robin Hood

My flows are so many that I'm acrobatic
I have my people crossing the Atlantic
Rockstar life, I don't care, this is illogical
Pure profit, lots of crossfit, aerobic

I look in the mirror, I'm fine, we're great, I have everything
I hardly feel my feet, faithful fanatic, many events
Elevated to Eden, they don't see me anymore, touching the sky
Falling in love with my ex, the flexible kid, I don't stop

One, two, three, zero stress, I solve it for you
I climb without a harness, we're blessed from the beginning
Meditating, we're zen, I leave the show, I turn you on
Cooking in the pan, chef's sauce, I don't sell it to you

E-e-ever
Uy, uy, uy