Sosa & Vetin (feat. Leviano)

[Yung Nobre]
Faith in God, my brother
May money never buy your posture
Fortunately, I left the trenches
But I have brothers who are still on the street

Sell in your neighborhood, never in others'
So your chest doesn't become a target on the street
Olaria, I came from these streets
Brothers are shooting on the corners

Clearly, I live the sportlife
Bro, I'm wearing a tech every day (just moving)
Look at the bag, some chicken nuggets
Per day, I'm smoking a minimum wage

I'm saving money inside the mattress
Only the brothers I trust enter the room
I'm not unfriendly, you're not a dentist
I'm not a clown, for you to be laughing

When they bump into me, they don't do anything
They just like to talk a lot on the internet
Your bitch can confirm to you that the [?] and the troop of 7
What you make from streaming in a month, is what I spend on a set of my Nike tech
Moving within my block
I'm evading the tax of the bag (suwoop)

With money in hand, I'm doing the b-walk
A black celebrity, I feel like MJ doing moonwalk
A black man striving to come home with money from the account and Nike
A man surviving on the streets of concrete and steel, it's nothing special to them (suwoop)
To reach my peak, you'll have to run a lot (suwoop)
Don't keep up, my brother, I smoke too much (suwoop)
My brothers on the corner, they do the b-walk (suwoop)

[Leviano]
(It's time to start doing this right, right, Vetin?)

I keep loving the adrenaline
I keep in active contact
Several chickens on the street
They never take my name off the beak

A few years ago, setting up a store
Now, we're with our faces in the store
Right, investment that goes and doesn't come back
Fuck it, I want more coke now

Do I want to know? I don't want to know!
In the field, running like Mbappé
In the trap, I can go back to selling
How does she do it? Sings like an animal
Still fucks like an animal
She wants to have a man involved (function)
The name in the animal

I don't care how much money I have, man
I just always want more, more
While we were growing, always, many were in debt (I noticed)
I want a whore in this van, even if I kill an element
I was inside the street, it's obvious, I had the training

[Yung Nobre]
Faith in God, my brother
May money never buy your posture
Fortunately, I left the trenches
But I have brothers who are still on the street

Sell in your neighborhood, never in others'
So your chest doesn't become a target on the street
Olaria, I came from these streets
Brothers are shooting on the corners

Faith in God, my brother
May money never buy your posture
Fortunately, I left the trenches
But I have brothers who are still on the street

Walk in your neighborhood, never in others'
So your chest doesn't become a target on the street
Olaria, I came from these streets
Brothers are shooting on the corners