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[Chorus]
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it

[Verse 1]
I'm from the blocks, I'm from the benches, but I don't want it
I don't want to run with gas, beat someone three on one
We are, the sensitive hearts
Cold vodka with tears, talks about sadness
Constant argument that none of us started
We just have the character, we won't bury our head in the sand
I'm sorry to homies, that I can't handle this crap
My mother & little A, that I've chosen a different life
I'm an ordinary Mati, I was always shy of people
Today they treat me like a pope, how was I not meant to get lost?
Bezczel calls me, to end the beef
This is GUGU, I wish you good, do what you love, you know

[Bridge]
Me and the empty Merc, only anger in me
Monothematic, because I didn't reconcile
I live the truth, only the truth, forever
You are to love me or to fucking hate me
I don't want to know other feelings, you know
[Chorus]
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it



[Verse 2]
Alright, this is to Przemek, you were always the only one
When I'll do something that ain't right, you'll let me know because you know me
I'm impassive again cuz of the drugs that I take
It's not that fame crushes me, I carry a very heavy head
Please God, I want to be the sensitive kid
That cried to the pillow when he returned from her home
What happened to the teen, that loved his dad very much
That's why I'm still crying, don't care about some cash
I joined chillwagon, for passion, not for money
Everyone lives rap there and that really attracts Szpaku
My mother reads the warrants
You either get yourself sorted or jail, no more recordings
I've done a lot of evil, meanwhile a fat money transfer
There has never been a lot of dough, today I'll gladly share it
Młodzian my brother, fuck that Iran
We'll make an album of the year, GUGU (kills it)
[Chorus]
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it
For our people who had everything now
From pain to cash, blood drips on the pitch
To everyone who I call a friend
Wow, it's my turn to fix it