More songs by Nemzzz
Description
When life finally ceases to be about survival and becomes a sport - with finishes, rematches, and victory cries in the empty night. Money is no longer just a goal, but an indicator of endurance: who was able to hold on without sleeping, eating, and carrying the entire burden of mistakes.
Now everything is a little louder: beats, confidence, steps. Since his pockets stopped being empty, he has gained the right to joke about the past and allow himself pauses. But even in success, there is a familiar fatigue - the kind that does not let you relax until it becomes clear: yes, this is no longer luck, this is hard-earned happiness.
Lyrics and translation
Original
ZEL, this shit crazy
Ay, put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin
Put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin
I say how I feel, but I don't wanna overstep
I been in the gym, I was carryin' weight on me them times, not countin' reps
I hit my bro like, "Yo, what's good on the block? I ain't been there in a sec"
I got that check, blew that shit in a minute and hit rock bottom again
Now I'm older, I don't eat chocolate, still them M\u0026M's comin' to me though
Still tryna ball like I'm in the Premier League, like back when I mentioned Rico
Mansion crib, gotta tell bro, "Smoke outside", 'cause I don't wanna lose my depo
Do-do-don't wanna lose my depo
Ay, put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin
Put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin
You don't even stick to your word
They laughed at me back then, but look how the tables turned, ay
The way I don't pick up the phone is startin' to be a concern, ay
The way I just lit that flame, that bridge just had to burn, ay
Look at the plaques (look at the plaques), I should stream my life, like PlaqueBoyMax
I from the block though, just like you, they hear me, nah, that's facts
She called me out, I don't know how, I told her, "Babe, relax"
Mandem know any problem can be solved with a little bit of cash
Put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin
Put your hand in the air if you ain't been broke in a minute
Now keep your hand in the air if you're tryna repent for sinnin'
All year, losin' sleep just so I can keep on winnin'
Stack was small like Stewie, now my stack like Peter Griffin