Luca Rosso - Que Pasa, Papa Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey papa, what's good? Haven't seen you in a minute
Dancing on these Roman streets, looking kinda different

[Verse 1]
Spotted you outside the Trevi, hat filled with spare change
Juggling for tourists' cash, damn, how life gets strange
Remember when you said you'd make it big someday?
Now you're just another clown trying to find your way
Funny how the tables turn, now we're both out here
Me spitting bars for likes, you dancing through your fears

[Chorus]
Que pasa, papa? Still chasing that dream
Doing backflips for pennies while your son's on the scene
Que pasa, papa? We ain't that different
Both putting on shows, both barely making a living

[Verse 2]
Got your performer's spirit, guess that shit runs deep
Trading dignity for dollars, praying just to eat
You taught me well without trying, showed me how to fake
A smile when I'm dying, pretend I got what it takes
Social media's my circus, you got cobblestone stages
Both of us just hustlers trapped in different cages
Ain't mad at you no more, I see the struggle clear
Two generations of jesters in this circus of fear

[Bridge]
Like father, like son
Both dancing for crumbs
Like father, like son
Still running from what we've become

[Verse 3]
They laugh and point their phones, think they know our story
But behind these masks we wear, ain't nothing that's glory
Just two lost performers trying to make ends meet
You in your painted face, me with these tired beats
Maybe we're not so different, that's the hardest pill
Both clowns in this game, just different ways to kill
The silence between us, the years we let slip
Now we're both just characters in this tragic skit

[Outro]
Que pasa, papa? I finally understand
We're both just dancing puppets in this clown command