Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cartel F.P.M.
Performer
Alexey Polubabkin
Electric Guitar
Gala Ga
Lead Vocals
Evgeny Malimanov
Drums
Albert Fokin
Synthesizer
Erik Kholmatov
Background Vocals
Makar Kashitsyn
Alto Saxophone
German Tigay
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexey Polubabkin
Composer
Gala Ga
Composer
Evgeny Malimanov
Composer
Albert Fokin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evgeny Malimanov
Mixing Engineer
Gleb Merkulov
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Walkin' with my back to the sun, keep my head to the sky
Me against the world, it's me, myself and I, like De La
Got in touch with my soul
Tradin' softly on a path down the rockiest road
Life isn't ice cream without Monopoly dough
The property grows in value, and rightfully so, I gotta have it
I see the way the people get treated, it's problematic
They ready to save themself for failure, it's systematic
But when I felt it, my eyes melted
The selfish are constantly profitin' off thе helpless
I nevеr do my team green, make the team green like the Celtics
The ones that ain't makin' it overzealous, they show and tell us
Throughout history, earning cheddar
They form and break out nickel-plated chrome Berettas
The same old story in a whole different era
I'm watchin' massacres turn to runnin' mascara
But anywho, for the pain, see what this Henny do
Wet weather, come to wash the dirt from my skin
Come to clean my hands and my mind so my heart can begin
The start of a new revolution
A clear sky hidden by a blue resolution
Raindrops dripping by my window
I'm waiting 'til the pain stops gripping
My brain stops slipping out of sync
The lanes up ahead stop drifting
So, I can catch up with all the cues I've been missing
It's true it's not few I've been kissing
But lost in a land where the new are dismissed by the old
And the old by the new
Is it all you can do to connect
With the few
Written by: Albert Fokin, Alexey Polubabkin, Evgeny Malimanov, Gala Ga