I can't look back, but I can change the zone I can't take pictures with my friends, because I've never had them Three dark glasses of a Benz, I remember those dark days In my white tee, clean my Nikes From Sardinia to Naples, a wheel on Liberty Talk to me nicely, house on the Alps I write the album, call the label just to sign Maybach, Maybach, Jet Set, and I enter Mayday, Mayday, Jetlag, I go out Have you ever heard a knock on the door for too long? Middle finger on the face of those who hadn't opened it to me I win and I talk little, today I have fish, I have more girls than pieces Greek diamonds, good guys, we eat spaghetti at 200 per hour on the vehicles From Milan to Naples, I arrive in Milan, I make a pact with the devil I compete with the devil, I have four feet, I see Venus at my table I just wanna rap like Uzi, I'm the peak of the draft, new rookie I want a beach with booty, from Curvy, Cowboy, OG, like Booty, VV, OG I have a hyper jam, I smoke Caliretta, Chili Pepper, Helter Skelter I'm a legend, don't call me a rapper Mayday, Payday, Kobe, D-Ruby, Kubrick, Stanley I want the ass on a Bentley, I raise my face to react and do Ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, ta, on my white tee With a cold look like Barbie, for real Mayback, Payback, Jet Set, I go in Mayday, Payday, Jetlag, I go out Have you ever heard a knock on the door for too long? Middle finger on the face of those who hadn't opened it to me If it had been easy, I don't feel stable, not even a little You notice that I go around in bed, thinking about all this It doesn't seem true to me what happened to us Mayback, Mayback, Mayback, Mayback For real