� May the God of you love the money call me For them I'm no name or the bromie homie May the God of universal love us only No reason no shine now I'm only rollin' Missing Clyde, VIP's bro, you know Baby, look, I'm waiting with the G's in the night Hey, Mimi number one, Big Baba 10 End-level thriller on the mic Just a word to *** up your hype Good night, what a hobby, I'd kill for a *** Tell me, do you remember back then? Noller in Luzern, between Mayhof and Spain Where is my way? Where are the fans? Eight Mile, Rowan's got me pregnant And in Switzerland, where you know, no, I'm not coming from you Maybe you don't see it, but my life is like a postcard Homie, do you see how the Alps now and off the charts? Homie, do you see how we fly on the stage, huh? Real life, 041 to Zurich, huh? That's the way I go, bro So much ***, but who's still here, bro? Young Mimi, come to the mic, be a G Stay true, bro, forever nobody, no VIP May the God of you love the money call me For them I'm no name or the bromie homie May the God of universal love us only No reason I'm shy now, only rolling We are small, VIPs, bro, you know, ah Baby, look, I ride with the G's in the night, ah Homie, do you remember back then? I'm a bank robber, Jay's here in the park Rock and Pace, I'm a park robber Today at the SMAs, I go gold People kiss their feet when they see Daddy Still, I stay on the road, bro The two of us play in the top line, yo You make pop songs, I prefer to chill on the block I wrote the lines in the book, the times with half niggas Today I rap your lines with and you nod your head Big goal from the block dealer to the big earner But still I eat your kebab with a can of liver Always stay on the ground, kids from the block They screamed because of the shock That mimics for the kiddies, that's how I do it I don't have much, but it's enough Now I read their newspaper, we are kings in this country I never asked for much I switch to their side, it's thanks With that goal to the block dealer, call me Forever, your name or don't call me, homie With that goal from jyuni or slowly I walk in the limelight, rollies With that goal to the block dealer, call me Forever, your name or don't call me, homie With that goal from jyuni or slowly I walk in the limelight, rollies We are no violins, bro You rock What we are looking for Is that you see the light