Listen carefully
This short story will feel good, yeah
Let's turn back time
until 2 0 0 5, yeah
A pencil in my hand and a paper on the table
I don't listen to the teacher, no
Cause of the girl at my school
I write my thoughts down
Go home and record my first song
but like fate is
she already got another boy
he already had a motorcycle
his shoes were expensive
I had the same (shoes) on everyday
His purse was heavy
Every year expensive holidays
You know that I'm nothing against him
and after that I did not care about her
from then on I swore myself
I would be able to buy me anything I wanted
and show her constantly how fame I am
Now I wear Gucci shoes, fresh
They hate on me just because I can
and now it's my turn
Cause nobody from the ghetto earns much
Tell me how does that feel , tell me , you Bit**
I thought about you every Day and Night
I wasn't good enough
I was a good-for-nothing
Now topmodels love me, thank you
ajajajajaja
You know, what goes around comes around, no I won't look back,no
aajajajaja
Look where we are now, where we are
Hey-Hey
Look where we are now, where we are
la la laj laj laj
la la laj laj laj laj
lalala lalala
Everything makes sense like 69
you get back what you give
I was a little kid
and just had bad luck
You always learn new things, I give a fu** about you
I got a black heart,
and drive with a black lambo(rghini) haha
Look what you did to me
Thanks for the lection you gave me
ajajaja
You know, what goes around comes around, no I won't look back,no
aajajajaja
Look where we are now, where we are
Hey-Hey
Look where we are now, where we are
la la laj laj laaj
la la laj laj laj
la la la
la la la
la la laj laj
Look where we are now, where we are