Hey, not enough girls in my numbers yet
Not enough fiaks in my numbers yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
I don't give a damn about your clip on your Vimeo
Haven't done half of what I imagine yet
Not enough pages in the magazines yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
What would you have done in my place? "I guess we'll never know"

They'll come back when it's a party, when it's easier
For now I'm disappointed like Aket' in the streets of my city
I believe in myself forever, no matter the looks
I was probably still in the studio if I came home late
They all stopped rap at my age
I have to continue to show that it's possible
No one can do it but me, I'm like Michael Scofield
I've been rapping since the days of M6 Mobile ads
Maxi-loser, I keep the party going
Still haven't made the numbers, I'm not worried
I know we'll make them one day
I continue with passion, it's like when I make love to her
It's been like this from the start
I act as if everything is planned, my face
Maybe we'll end up alone but I know to darken the sheet
I know who I should be grateful to
I live for this thing so much that there will be my lyrics in my ashes, bitch

Not enough girls in my numbers yet
Not enough fiaks in my numbers yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
I don't give a damn about your clip on your Vimeo
Haven't done half of what I imagine yet
Not enough pages in the magazines yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
What would you have done in my place? "I guess we'll never know"

They ask me if I'm scared but what would I be scared of?
I keep the fire going before I die of cold
I see all colors when I'm negative
I try not to swallow what's wrong, me
I try to see further, I try to think outside the box
But my whole brain is stuck on my phone
I need to stop thinking, need to do it
We need to fuck everything up even if no one cooperates
I come from my father's city and the Prince of Arabia
26 years here bro, who do you want me to talk to?
Good at losing, it's only in defeat that we resemble each other
The bros smoke all the pacson before reselling it
I listen to G-Unit, A$AP and the Three Six
I take Havana Mule, I feel fly like a G6
I work hard, I'm still the best rapper in my city
When they listen to me, they feel like it's too easy (it's too)

Not enough girls in my numbers yet
Not enough fiaks in my numbers yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
I don't give a damn about your clip on your Vimeo
Haven't done half of what I imagine yet
Not enough pages in the magazines yet
I'm not going to waste all the time I have left to live
What would you have done in my place?

"They want to know"
"I know he's going to wild out, he's gonna do something crazy"
"Everybody wants to know what I would do if I didn't win"
"I guess we'll never know!"

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