Ten o'clock sharp, I'm up
I take my shower, my coffee, the night before, I was out late
I'm really late, I have appointments
At noon, my team will open the oven
I stop at the red light, I see a guy from my area who never liked me
I return the favor
At the same time, who could like such a son of a bitch?
Except the whore who brought him into the world
He has no word, in the neighborhood, everyone knows who he is

We didn't wait for him to all get equipped
Don't give him your zip, he'll disappear
And every time I see him, he's full of coke
So he makes his shitty jokes to put me down
Probably thinking that one day, he could hurt me
He just talks bad about me, seems complexed
I'm paranoid, I want to attack him, stress him out
But my brother tells me to leave him
Why? Because he's the cousin of a guy I used to work with
With him, it's true we made a lot of money, so I let it go
But every time I see him, he acts like an old-timer
He talks to me about his gun with a silencer
He's full of drugs like the corner store
He creates tension because he's pretentious
I barely shake his hand, he talks to me like a bum
I put him in his place, he forgot we used to buy his ice cream
He forgets he's talking to a lion from the Atlas
Not long after, I received two or three boxes
He comes to see me sober, man, it seems weird
Apparently, it's his cousin who sent him
So we can push some deals and affairs
They say you're cute when you're a nice lion
You must be a bad lion when you make a million
I don't trust him, bad since embryo
I don't give him a tape, not a sample
So he's upset, starts talking bad, wants to show his madness
"Zehma, you act like mafiosos"
"Since you started making money, you've softened"
He's out of control, shows his gun
That's when I understood that the weapons and the drugs
Were just an excuse to play Tony
I tell him he'd better go fuck his mother
Before we come one day to get him in his bed

Zehma, you became a mafioso, you? (What mafioso, you)
Is that so? (Of course, that's how it is)
Go on, get out of here, get your face out of here
Is there nothing for me? (Of course, there's nothing for you here)
Nothing for me, are you sure? (There's nothing for you)
Nothing for me? Nothing?

Ten o'clock sharp, I wake up
I take my phone, a cigarette in the pack
The one upside down that brings good luck, they say
It better work, at this hour, it's a mess
Eyes bright red like Murcielago
The one from Houcine's friend who was supposed to push me a plot, he gave me nothing
He looks at me like I eat my own shit but bro, I'm a man
And not just any man
The one his parents didn't look at because there were other problems
Who looks for love in Ibis, Novotel
Who only found it in mischief, big cocktails
He's starting to annoy me, the old-timer from the Pompelup era
Hey, does he want us to get angry?
Sweat on the forehead like when the bro accelerates too drunk
Life is dangerous like a guy who has nothing to lose or nothing to gain at all
Already, I just got out of the hole, he wants to push me back in
Outside, they look at me like I came out of the zoo, I don't care
I'm going to grab him, show him who's at fault
I'm not his bitch, I'll show him who's crazy
I climb the stairs, determined to draw a line
I'll draw my madness, I'll think about it later

White January morning, I walk watching the traces of my TNs on the path
I thought violence would solve my worries
It would stop my problems, calm my nerves
But as soon as I hear a noise, I speed up
The weed had already made me paranoid, that's true
You didn't even have time to call your grandfather, your mother
In a scream, the lights turn on, they turn off

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