The first day of school, the first goal You weren't in the stands How would you see my first step? I think you'd be happy The first problem is the police No text message ever No letter, no phone It's important Lamborghini without fear You have a weekend every day Three dancers in a bikini I know nothing goes wrong Fat files in the pockets You had, I had nothing No, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no If karma hits you, I'll show you the time I don't *** wish you bad But God saw everything you did to us I'm talking about mom and me She was crying for a long time every day And although she tried, she admitted That her son raised the street ***, I know it's sad, but ... Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? Dad, where have you been? The first day of school, the first goal You weren't in the stands How would you see my first step? I think you'd be happy The first problems with the police I never got a text message No letter or phone It's important Lamborghini without a roof You have a weekend every day Three dancers in a bikini I know nothing goes around Fat files in the pockets You had, I had nothing No, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no I don't know what you look like Years have passed You probably have gray hair on your head What would I tell you if I saw you? Go, but go with God And no, you were never in my birthday ***, you weren't even when I was born Dad