Sweet Spot (feat. Murta)

This is honey, don't bring salt, nah nah
Love is really transversal mama
Marta's pen on my back
Any drama I'll overcome it mama
I'm just doing what I'm supposed to
I'm ready and have everything ready
Month by month, I have the table set
Now the seasoning here is always August

What makes you feel
That truth?
Does it make you smile
Cry or miss?
If they ask about me
Tell them I've been
Ahead of my time
And behind happiness

I'm in my sweet spot
With a view of the sea
With a view of the sea, the sea
I'm in my sweet spot
They are the fruits of labor and I only
Live to cultivate the orchard
I'm in my sweet spot

I don't even know if I have a sweet spot
I feel around, but never find myself
And the truth is that every time
I wanted to increase my front
I found myself cutting the chain to let go of the falsehood
It's not rain, it's doubts of age
That soak those who want to stay seated
And I don't want to talk about it anymore
I gained wings, I'll use them, boy I build
But I still am someone who didn't want to be alone
Now I face and don't compare, my law is sacrifice
I vibrate as long as I'm alive
But tell me what I want to hear

What makes you feel
That truth?
Does it make you smile
Cry or miss?
If they ask about me
Tell them I've been
Ahead of my time
And behind happiness

I'm in my sweet spot
With a view of the sea
With a view of the sea, the sea
I'm in my sweet spot
They are the fruits of labor and I only
Live to cultivate the orchard
I'm in my sweet spot

My life is not a showcase, yeah?
I'll get you a calculator
To know that what I do is none of your business, yeah
Broda now it's not just the cops wanting
To know everything a young nigga does, yeah
All because the kids say I'm the future
And that the vibe is cutting-edge technology, yeah
Tesla close to this is worth nothing, yeah
Yeah that's a statement
Music transports, like Jason Statham
It's in another kind of notes that we flaunt
If I make a living out of this, I'll die at a hundred and seventy
I'm not regretful at all
For every defeat, I've only learned
Karma is my troop and today everything makes sense
Indeed

What makes you feel
That truth?
Does it make you smile
Cry or miss?
If they ask about me
Tell them I've been
Ahead of my time
And behind happiness

I'm in my sweet
Calm

Now it's late and I'm gone, yeah
This is a job and I'm full, yeah
I gained wings without Red Bull, yeah
You know that shit kuya

I live to discover but
Without many inventions
Life is a weekend
Fuck second intentions
Go do magic
Shit on those illusions
Life is to be lived
Without instruction manual, hey

And I'm at ease, I'm comfortable
Not more ahead, not more behind
I'm exactly where I had to be

Now it's late and I'm gone, yeah
This is a job and I'm full, yeah
I gained wings without Red Bull, yeah
You know that shit kuya
Now it's late and I'm gone, yeah
This is a job and I'm full, yeah
I gained wings without Red Bull, yeah
You know that shit kuya