GOLD DIGGERS (feat. Al Safir)

I look at the horizon from Haffa and today Tarifa is not visible
I take off my glasses and keep smoking weed
Hashish aroma in this breeze
Yallah brother, we are in a hurry
You are like fire, I look at you and you hypnotize me
We smoke gelato and eat pizza
We take photos, but not for Insta
I'm the detective, everyone wants my clues
I don't talk to the media or appear in magazines
I'm smoking a joint waiting for her to get dressed
My purple bud looks like an amethyst
Pick and roll, fafa and rum, the artist's life

Gold diggers, I have them behind me, I've become a leader
The guys behind are River's hooligans
I'm smoking ice and my living room looks like Tibet
And with that ass of yours, it's impossible to forget you
Full of guards, Star Wars

I love my bitch, all these bitches make me nauseous
I'm smoking so much it seems like I'm craving
I'm with Greko overtaking ambulances
I used to watch the planes and dream of catching them
Now from the plane I blow a kiss to my town
I can't stop, I've made a place in the game (ah)
And you, girl, God willing, we'll meet again, ah

Ah
If I told you what I have inside
What I think about all the time and tell no one (no one)
Conscience tortures me while I sleep
And I seek redemption by stabbing the notebook (ah)
Of those who grew up in the heat of the asphalt

Lines of four by four, like the Daltons
They stick to celebrities just to make contacts
Me hitting the bag, seems like it did something to me
I see seven stars in the sky of my room
And seven figures in my bank account
Dreaming of VIP areas, showing off expensive cars
It won't help you much if you don't take care of those around you

In control with balls in a tie
A kid with this car, we'll definitely get stopped
He got cocky when he got the badge
We are Madrid cats chased by rats

And I see your face in the ice of the drink
Stretching the gum, the morning drags on
Here it seems like nobody has a home
Nobody is in a hurry, we're in our element

It seems unbelievable, but everything is fine
The essence remains and money comes and goes
That's why I'm not obsessed with the greens
Because I know no one is number one forever

It hits me harder than a bullet
Than a dagger, I carry you engraved here
I fight for the dough, the juma and the gabra
With the sword, the pen, and the word
When I shut up, I grab the shovel
If my boys arrive, it always smells like charas
I'm the one who was there when no one was
That's life, either you spit or you swallow
I break a lance, I break the balance

I can lose everything except confidence in myself
And those nights through the streets of Madrid doing deals
Money never sleeps
Bitch, I don't want anything from you because she's waiting for me at home
And at night, among the colored lights and speed, everything seems like a farce
And sometimes I want to die, but I think of you and it passes
I can't sleep if I'm not with you in bed

I know it's not easy to be with a rockstar
I'm always the last one to go to bed
Everything stays in the family, this is our thing
With a bottle on the way to the hostel

For those who were there, but are no longer
With a bottle on the way to the hostel
With a bottle on the way to the hostel
With a bottle on the way to the hostel