Hoyo

I grew up sitting with people
Never wanted to act like I was solo
Over time I saw everything was different
Problems came and flew away like a plane
They love you when they see you in the sky

That's how I learned from my grandpa
That's how I learned on the streets
That anyone offering you money is just a trap
Life's a struggle and sometimes a duel
Moms who can't make ends meet with their pay
Tears falling down to the ground
While they work cleaning the floors
While they work, they see misery
Without money, you live in the outskirts
The world spins like a Ferris wheel
Lamine Yamal, from the streets to glory
That's why everything gives me paranoia
That's why they hate the cops
Doing good and they don't support me
Doing bad and they want to take me down
On the streets, there's no phobia
None dreamed of having a girlfriend

Without money, everything stresses me out
But with money, everything looks shady
Raised in the hood, in the suburbs
Dealing with Pakistanis and Serbs
Everyone looking serious, everyone looking serious
Here, many got taken out of the way
For wanting to stand out
Pastors had no remedy
They got caught up in the middle

Chicken
I was on the street doing it solo and that's why I get no support
I'm the one representing the tough ones who were stuck in the hole
Never underestimate anyone because the world spins like a yo-yo
Up and down, down and up, and I never pay attention to the yo-yo

Few know what I've been through
You talk but without knowing
I know and say: "I don't know"
If you ask me, I start to cough
I deal with one called "José"
With that, I cough like I started
He covers his face and you can't see him
I get a problem and they come out like three
Used to dream of an RS3
Now if I want, I have a few sixes
I roll with the Twingo and you can't see me
I'm about to turn 26
I remember when I was 23
Making money and not showing it
2024, I had the entry
I did it in silence, never shouted it out

Like you, for a month you changed your attitude
Being locked up isn't a virtue (a virtue)
They're locked up to visit YouTube (visit YouTube)
I'm never in life like you
Like you, for a month they change all their attitude (the attitude)
Being locked up isn't a virtue (not a virtue)
They're locked up to visit YouTube
I'm not like you, they want to be like me

(I represent those from the streets in the hole)
(I was alone, La Florida with no support)
(With Beny, I go up and down like a yo-yo)
Life's a struggle and sometimes a duel
Moms who can't make ends meet
Tears falling down to the ground
While they work cleaning the floors

While they work, they see misery
Without money, you live in the outskirts
The world spins like a Ferris wheel
Lamine Yamal, from the streets to glory