Mira (feat. Morad)

Look
Wing, says
Look

Now it's normal that fame throws a man away
But we have to face that then everyone is under scrutiny
I'm twenty-one and I don't give a damn about life
It's given to you, and they say in the capital, you're given a farewell

A friend said: Why do you pay attention, why do you look?
If what they say are all lies
The mind out of envy, sometimes everything turns
They shake your hand and then out of envy they take it away

And if you forgive it's because you already leave, they remain, but
And many fell on the street and despair
I'm not a tough guy for joints and being with the cops
And jail, they organized a sequel
Stealing with the plan, always climbing first

Money, I laugh at damn money
You sold yourself for chains, to get into a brothel
Asses don't go before buying a third
Love of women looking, tell me what she wants

Love for my mother to get all the money
And I don't get lost in luxury or all the pleasures
And I don't like to know what's happening on the networks
And I spent thousands before releasing songs

In clothes, tracksuits, with friends and award dinners
Time of apartments, sales, thefts and break-ins
Time of the networks that don't pretend to be tough
My group of minors doesn't like it
If you talk to them about merchandise

My group of minors knows what it has
They don't buy it, they would steal it
You don't know that, you wouldn't think about it
To tighten it you always have to have a cold hand (Eh)
You don't know that, you wouldn't think about it
To tighten it you always have to have a cold hand

Bla mangolha lik, 3arbi khoya bayna fiya
Ma kanbeddelch tenue li b7ali kay3erfouni
Moro finma mchit, ticketa ra las9a fiya
Kansali m3a 3edyani, ra khouti li kayghedrouni

Derba ra katji ghi melli 3tithom yeddiya
Kay7efrouli f dehri tjem3o baghyine yder rouni
Li lsano me9tou3 howa li ba9i ma dwa fiya
Baghi nkoun zwin lel khayeb jnouni kayjerrouni

Kaydirou fiha 9ba7, f lekher kolhom kaydouro
La dkhelt 3liha rabe7, ra 3la balek kho darori
W hada malo jay, baghi ​​y9ra 3lina z
Abouro W ntiya a bent l9e7ba, sokti ka gha douri

Kayjibha b dra3o dima kayafari omoro
La goltha ra gha ndirha gha terwaha bine stouri
Kreht wlad l97ab illa ntaya khoya Moro
Gha nique mok f zen9a w nta sir dir ntaya story

Kanebghi 7awwa we7da, f 9elbi mama 7obbi
Nti 3la bali 9e7ba, 7o Jack lli Da' kobbi
Lach ndirha pasión, bach dirli obedece
Ma naf3ach l'évasion, melli chaf dnoubi

Kberna wast l'ghetto, kho t3elemna dakchi
Kayen li dah l'mal, kayen li saygo ibchi
Li b 9er3a jab l'KO, li b jwano kaynessi
W li ma b9ach ysowel f mrato fine konti

3e9liyat l'ghetto, kan3ech9o f peligro
Rani f ga3 mes états, ga3 ma tsenna nchangi
F 3e9li 9etlo fenni, fenni kaydérangi
Mennek wella menni, de qui vais-je me venger?!
Mennek wella menni, de qui vais-je me vengador?! Der