The night glows like Cartier

We’re flying without brakes

But you want it all again


Who are you to live off me?


My heart isn’t a bank or a private jet


You love luxury, the lights, and the high notes


But only real love will stay with me

You want Prada

Balenciaga on your body

Restaurants where the bills fly to the heavens

But when it’s dark—where’s your soul?

I was looking for love, but found a mirage

Ice on my wrist—cold as May

You play it cool, but inside you’re online

Your stories are smoke, your feelings are a filter

I’ve seen people like this, baby, it’s not a trigger

I rise higher, the city ablaze

My brothers by my side—we’re speeding

You wanted a king—you got fire

But kings don’t need fake desire

Fewer words—more truth

You wanted peace, but without a tomorrow

You can’t buy love with brand-name glamour

The most precious thing is an honest person

Who are you to live off me?

My heart isn’t a bank or a private jet

You love luxury, lights, and high notes

But with me, only real love will remain

Your friends whisper

Take everything from him


But I’m not the kind to lose face

You love the club scene, the flash, and the VIP

But you don’t know how to be there through storms and rain

I built myself up when I had no strength left

I fell so low, but soared again

Now my nights are like movie scenes

But only one thing will stay by my side

Who are you to measure love?


If feelings to you are cash and Rolls

You wanted stars, diamonds, and smoke

But real men can’t be bought with gold

You wanted a lifestyle, a luxury dream

But inside, there’s emptiness amid the expensive shop windows

I’d rather be alone than play a fake game


My soul isn’t for sale at any price

In the city of neon, we lose control


Everyone wants fame, everyone plays a part

But I saw the truth beneath the layers of makeup

You shone brightly, but inside there was a blackout

I’m not your enemy, I just figured out the law


Whoever loves money ends up with nothing

And when all your glamour fades by morning

Who’ll still be by your side?

I won’t be coming back

Who are you to live off me?


My heart isn’t a bank or a private jet

You love luxury, lights, and high notes

But only real love will stay with me

The night will burn out like the last smoke

We’re different people on these streets

You were looking for profit—I was looking for love,

And that’s why it’s cold between us

The night will fade, the music will die down

Whoever was by your side—that’s who survives

Money makes noise, but the soul will understand everything

Who are you?