I look at my side and just see another girl
I come out of my home and just stare another tail

You have to risk it all
Spy the hole you want to fall
For the bitches you didn’t call
And butterflies that made you tall

A day in Maryland
Fenix dices’ becoming sand
That sick flower in your hand shows me it is the dead end

Like Romário kicks the ball
Spy the hole you want to fall
For the bitches you didn’t call
And butterflies that made you tall