More songs by Pozer
Description
Composer: Pozer
Producer: RA
Producer: Stick
Producer: Galdino
Producer: Bvga
Producer: Honaiser
Lyrics and translation
Original
What would you do with money and power?
What, what, what would you do with money and-
What would you do with money and power? Bar, bar, ooh.
I spit facts, I don't rap no cap. Get in the booth, it's nothing but shower. King of the hill, gassed up like
Hank. What would you do with money and power?
To get where I'm at, had to put in the hours. Brazen, why would I hide or cower? High in the sky like the Eiffel
Tower. What would you do with money and power?
The life that I live's not sweet, it's sour. I sip toss and I bun down flower.
I've been in the stu' for more than an hour. The UK music scene I devour. I don't rap beef, cook man like chowder.
The folks hit dots, still dishing out powder.
I'm on the hunt, so I search and scour. What would you do with money and power? When I needed a hand, they ran.
Nobody helped me make this plan.
Now it's in action, they want a fraction, but they weren't there when the route was jammed.
The things that I've been through made me a man. When I never had no one, I had gang.
I'm from a place that you won't understand. The hood that I'm from's for the lost and damned.
Fill up the ride 'til the whole thing's crammed. The boom bang, same size as my hand.
They want me to act like I'm not from the ends. Wallah, getting nicked ain't part of the plan.
I've been outside so much, it stands.
If you don't love this really, you can't hang. I never had much when I was growing up, so I give back any time that I can.
If you say that you're real, then show me. I don't like talking, I'm with the action.
Stand on your word and don't be a phony.
Come 'round here and you're getting a sanction. If it ain't 'bout lag, then it don't console me.
Why would I waste time trivial chatting? I'm in São Paulo smoking a stogie.
I'm from Croydon and I made it happen. I spit facts, I don't rap no cap. Get in the booth, it's nothing but shower.
King of the hill, gassed up like Hank. What would you do with money and power?
To get where I'm at, had to put in the hours. Brazen, why would I hide or cower?
High in the sky like the Eiffel Tower. What would you do with money and power?
The life that I live's not sweet, it's sour. I sip toss and I bun down flower.
I've been in the stu' for more than an hour. The UK music scene I devour.
I don't rap beef, cook man like chowder. The folks hit dots, still dishing out powder.
I'm on the hunt, so I search and scour. What would you do with money and power?
What would you do with money and-
What, what, what would you do with money and power?
What would you do with money and-
What, what, what would you do with money and. . .