Ki-Fi

Gangsters rollin' and all they steal is Wi-Fi
I wanna go to Morocco just to smoke some kush
You came to kill me and got your bike stolen
To come to my hood, you gotta be a fool
808 t-shirt from the linz
Music to me is what Biggie is to Missy
We've always been poor, I don't know about the crisis
Making easy money brings you a hard life

I'm flying on a missile, lookin' like NASA
The intense party has arrived, laid back at home
We don't talk about lies, we don't count the fake
We tell you what's up in the hood

We're real men, not gangsters or thugs
Respect those who respect, those who don't can f*** off
I don't have a van or sell junk
I got Juan the Moroccan telling me to show up
It's funny how you deceive the kids
Popping pills will make you brain-dead
Don't act tough or like you're so real
Those who know don't speak, those who speak don't know
You talk a lot on social media
And staying quiet is street smart
Only Simon knows what I've done
And I don't back down even if I haven't done anything serious
When I get to the studio, I want you to shut up
When I get home, I don't want you to nag
It's funny to know that I influence the kids
And that I rap better in my songs than their parents
I know kids who are 14 and go hungry
And steal to feed their mothers
Poor thing, thinking you're a man
You steal while she brings you an envelope
I know people who don't talk about stealing
And filled the Selva Mar forest with bikes
Also in Agua Viva, there were more up there
And a few knew but never spoke
The end of the street is when you lose your principles
You have to respect, whether Chinese or Indian
You have to know how to behave on the street and at the club
And not act like a show-off, buddy, I've seen you
The dumbest are the ones who act smart
The dog that barks at you will never bite you
Values exist, respect comes next
And I don't think I'm better because of how I sing or dress
You talk to my girl and she leaves you on read
I talked to your girl and hey buddy, you've seen her
For now, I'll leave this for you to check out
Hope you're ready

Gangsters rollin' and all they steal is Wi-Fi
I wanna go to Morocco just to smoke some kush
You came to kill me and got your bike stolen
To come to my hood, you gotta be a fool
808 t-shirt from the linz
Music to me is what Biggie is to Missy
We've always been poor, I don't know about the crisis
Making easy money brings you a hard life

I'm flying on a missile, lookin' like NASA
The intense party has arrived, laid back at home
We don't talk about lies, we don't count the fake
We tell you what's up in the hood

(Gangsters rollin' and all they steal is Wi-Fi
I wanna go to Morocco just to smoke some kush
You came to kill me and got your bike stolen
To come to my hood, you gotta be a fool
808 t-shirt from the linz
Music to me is what Biggie is to Missy
We've always been poor, I don't know about the crisis
Making easy money brings you a hard life)