Fresh
Rabelay
Fresh
Today I'm fresh, I throw away the stress
I have a heavy style, you see
Those bitches want to come back
But I don't pick up what I threw away yesterday
As power arrives with the pen
I want to win more than I can lose
I don't complicate things anymore, I know what I have to do
Turn on the beat, I'm going to mess it up
Because I have that power
She likes it when I speed up
I keep leveling up
There's nothing to stop me now
She wants the beat to burn
And that girl who wants to have me
We're going to take off soon
There's no going back here
What do you think
What do you believe
Think whatever you want, but don't kill
I don't have time for you, damn fool
A dog that doesn't know what it wants
Today I'm fresh, I throw away the stress
I have a heavy style, you see
Those bitches want to come back
But I don't pick up what I threw away yesterday
As power arrives with the pen
I want to win more than I can lose
I don't complicate things anymore, I know what I have to do
Turn on the beat, I'm going to mess it up
Today I'm fresh, damn it feels good
I keep killing one, two, three who try
Good to come back, I want to believe that you don't see it as a lie
Medicines, if they tell me lines
Their vitamins, their adrenaline
I'm the morphine of my life
Rarely do you imagine it
Today I'm fresh, I throw away the stress
I have a heavy style, you see
Those bitches want to come back
But I don't pick up what I threw away yesterday
As power arrives with the pen
I want to win more than I can lose
I don't complicate things anymore, I know what I have to do
Turn on the beat, I'm going to mess it up
I heard you're talking trash
Throwing for what's mine, I'm not a threat
Take it easy, don't try to test me
I don't know how to go back, I can only move forward
With my face up, my style is based
They call me conceited, I carry my chest frozen
With my goal set high to stay focused
Bro, don't interfere where no one has called you
This is my virtue, to surpass myself
Until the coffin, I only ask God for health
For giving the money for all the light
You guys make me sick
Sneeze so you can't deal with me
Run when it's my team, the badasses
If you subtract or leave
I hope you don't fix anything here
What you bring are not gifts
Just stop dreaming, ay, ay, ay
Today I'm fresh, I throw away the stress
I have a heavy style, you see
Those bitches want to come back
But I don't pick up what I threw away yesterday
As power arrives with the pen
I want to win more than I can lose
I don't complicate things anymore, I know what I have to do
Turn on the beat, I'm going to mess it up