SOUVENIRS Lyrics – lilmido

SOUVENIRS Lyrics Meaning

[Part 1: Kolja Goldstein]
He starts off by saying most of his guys are in jail or under investigation, showing how deep they’re in trouble. He’s 32 now and trying to turn to faith, going on religious pilgrimages like Umrah and Hajj, maybe trying to find peace or redemption. But at the same time, he’s still caught in crime—there’s a robbery and some Arabs are blamed. He’s living large, wearing designer glasses, expensive cologne, and driving luxury cars, but it’s all built on a life of organized crime. He’s been locked up in different parts of the country for serious stuff like murder. He questions whether just sitting around now is all that’s left. And in a threatening tone, he says if he’s actually right about things, someone else might be in serious trouble.

[Pre-Hook: lilmido]
He’s saying that even expensive clothes like a Nike Tech suit can’t keep you warm when the emotional coldness stays inside. That cold comes from hate and pain in his gut. When money’s tight, people lose control, and doing something extreme, like shooting someone, becomes easier. Long nights hustling are just to cover basic expenses. Problems keep stacking up. When you’re starving and desperate, your hunger becomes a weapon—you’d rather rob the place than go hungry, leaving everything behind without thinking twice.

[Hook: lilmido & GRiNGO]
He’s standing guard at the block, ready for anything, completely alone and with nothing left to lose. While others are chasing drügs or money, all he wants is to be free from this trap. He’s scared of dying out here, feeling like he’s already half in the grave. He’s stuck between dealing drügs or robbing a jewelry store. His soul feels numb, and he’s on the run in a fast car. In the trunk are “souvenirs”—probably signs or remains of everything he’s been through.

[Part 2: GRiNGO]
He’s saying with time comes advice, but right now, he’s lost and looking for his weed dealer. He talks about riding bikes and selling drügs, showing his past in the streets. He brags about top-quality coc*ine, but also mentions he can’t sleep—he’s restless. His nights are filled with smoking, getting high, and chasing cash endlessly. He mixes different languages and slang to reflect chaos and street culture. He mentions guns, explosives, and heavy criminal stuff like blowing up ATMs and heroin trafficking. He’s moving through Berlin’s underground scene while cops are watching. He calls out fake tough guys who act strong but don’t actually have the courage to back it up.

[Pre-Hook: lilmido]
The coldness never leaves, no matter what brand you’re wearing. It’s more about what you carry inside—hate and emptiness. Being broke drives people mad, and once you hit that point, doing something violent feels normal. Long, stressful nights are all about scraping by and paying off debts. When you’re that hungry, you don’t ask—you just take. If it comes down to survival, you’ll empty the register and run, leaving everything behind like it doesn’t matter.

[Hook: lilmido]
Back on the block, he’s ready for whatever, standing alone with nothing left to risk. Everyone around wants drügs, wants power, but all he wants is to break free. He’s afraid of freezing to death—literally or emotionally—right where he stands. He’s got one foot in the grave and the other still hustling. It’s either dealing on the streets or breaking into a jewelry store. His soul feels numb, and he’s running again, carrying his past like baggage in the trunk.