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[Verse 1:
You talk about your
As it was written on the
me, like you
I don't come from Bel Air, but I was here
Ask your friends I paid
What thing I did to move
From the little church to 10
Without nor a dad
shout in chorus
Sun the penitentiary
Fathers a job
Look for life in house
But if you up
From this
The moon like a sapphire
Lost in the

Mahmood]
On the roofs the
Shines like
You it too
From neighborhood up
My God, my God, my God
The more you look it, the I feel like to pray
My God, my God, my God
The from a public house
Mahmood]
The moon a public house
The from a public house

1: Massimo Pericolo]
Yo bro', turn on Maps
Fly away your city
Anti-trap
[? Santa full of crack

[Verse 2: Pericolo]
In the area I'm more famous Drake
If my life is a film, yours is a
I have an gear because my new car has six
I have got more than my parents, all this fake (Eh-eh)
And told me I would lose my mind
But with the joint I burned my sweatshirt
has changed except me (Yeah-yeah)
Everything except me (Yeah-yeah)
I read it on your that we're alike
We're always on like those who box
If you're normal, look strange at you
But make millions like "Polo Nord"
We told: "Ask, and it shall be given you"
But the you give, the more you are asked
The light in the dark is a shot
But you are not the only one who has a
[Pre-Chorus:
On the roofs the
like Shanghai
You it too
this neighborhood up
My God, my God, my God
The more you look it, the more I feel like to
My God, my God, my God
The moon from a public

[Chorus:
The moon from a house
The moon from a public

2: Massimo Pericolo & Mahmood]
How disgusting is working, brotha, I rap or I deal drugs
I do the manicure so I scratch my
I went to the slammer, you your ass off
But we both achive a shit
If you are asked what you wolud do once you are up
"All I need is balls to
Do rights choises if you places and people"
More than from the Grammys, I'll you from a call center

My God, my God, my God
The more you it, the more I feel like to pray
My God, my God, my God
The moon from a house
The moon from a public
The moon from a public