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They talk bad about me
But I don't mind
Because your hatred
Is what put me on the podium

Kid raised on the corner
Fighting was always my fate
Today a guy when he rhymes teaches
Head held high

Divine light, comes from above
I remember when I stole in the cafeteria
And got caught by the guard
It was hunger, not just adrenaline

Son of Mrs. Clementina
She wanted to know if I stole out of malice
If I had difficulties at home
If it was just vanity, typical of my age
Of my reality, you don't know
Not even half

No, sorry Mrs. Sara, I didn't mean
To be arrogant
She asked about my dad, I said he's distant
She asked about my stepfather, I said he's a drug dealer

She asked what's important to me
I said it's to see that the world underestimates me
For a smile on Tina's face
Big cube, top with top

First she said the world was mine
Then she said the sky's the limit
If it didn't work for you, I'm not to blame
God knows what happened to me
With me it worked

Life filled seems like my schedule
I imagine my kids in my future home
Cash for the elders over at the prison
It's fair to say that NGA is a legend

Look at my niggaz, they're all fat
You touch one of them, I swear I'll fuck you up
My mom told me this is other people's land
I don't care because God is
For everyone

Doc
God, at night I also kneel
And ask God to watch over me and
My people
I ask God to enlighten me, guide me, and make me
A winner
God is for everyone

I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Because
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Never

NGA
Focused on the hustle, the fight continues
I have God by my side, I'm a son of the streets
Bro rolls my joint, shawty fills my cup
We came from nothing, but we're going to the top
Because

I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Because
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Never

NGA
Bro, I sleep with my eyes open, I'm ready for the fight
Money gets long, patience gets short
It's Edson, son of a b
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, the kid is the boss now
Lower the swag volume or this shit distorts
Today I compete against stars
I'm the rescue of your pens
Oh, I don't die, the story isn't written
Now I don't run, I wait for you at the finish line
If I'm against you, bro, I won't fail
Flows here, selling retail
With the excess of work
Even the studio complains like hell
Because if I go, crew goes, money comes, money goes
Born in Angola, but swag comes from Dubai
So we're going to the top, because we're the realest
And if we are what we eat, then we're instrumental
Money on my mind, drugs in my body
To be normal like you, I prefer to stay crazy
I'm climbing calmly, slowly, escalator
I don't hang out with crybaby niggaz because
This shit is contagious
I'm

Focused on the hustle, hustle, the fight
Continues, yeah
I have God by my side, side, I'm a
Son of the streets, yeah
Bro rolls my joint, joint, shawty
Fills my cup, cup
We came from nothing, nothing, but we
Go to the top
Because

I won't go back to shit, nah
I won't go back to shit, yeah
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Because
I won't go back to shit, nah
I won't go back to shit, nope
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Never

NGA
Envious tighten their a
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, waiting for the success not to last
Tchillo in the workshop, jeep, came for a pedicure
Heart is in the studio, head is in the bank
I don't believe in racism, black Mercedes, white lawyer
It used to hurt my heart when my mom wasn't around
That's probably why I can't sleep
Even when I fall asleep
Shit happens to me, and I get stronger
I don't know what I seem to you, but not everything is what it seems
I seem to be peaceful, you step on me, I put you in the hospital
I take your nigga with you to make a special appearance
And if you're not family, our conversation is money
Goal is to get my niggaz with their hands
In the dough like chefs
I'm the change in the rap game, I'm in fifth gear
Before hitting the band, I was already platinum in Sintra
Misery sent a message, but I didn't reply
I thought to myself, stay far away, misery I won't go back to you
Never

Soraia Ramos
I won't go back to shit
I won't go back to shit
NG tells them we came from nothing
To the top

Because
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Never
Focused on the hustle, hustle, the fight
Continues, yeah
I have God by my side, side, I'm a
Son of the streets, yeah
Bro rolls my joint, joint, shawty
Fills my cup, cup
We came from nothing, but we
Go to the top
Because

I won't go back to shit, nah
I won't go back to shit, yeah
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Because
I won't go back to shit, nah
I won't go back to shit, nope
I won't go back to shit
Shit I won't go back
Never