Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh

I'm in the city with the neighborhood bandits (oh yes)
Mom tells me I shouldn't hang out with them anymore (oh yes)
Even in summer, I arrive with gloved hands (gloved hands)
Before, I was in danger, now, I'm the danger
The police, the troubles, I open the drug field
Day and night, I hallucinate, it's not easy
But don't give up, a homicide a mother cries
The police, the troubles, yeah, day and night, I hallucinate

I'm not allergic to pollen, I'm allergic to misery (ooh, ooh)
Desperate, I hit the cash register, ok, it's going well (bou-bou-bou-bou)
I'm in the ghetto with the bones
I have the right to veto, roll the joint, hit like Eto'o (brr)
I took everything by myself, no one helped me
If I'm not in your cocaine, it's because I'm in the AMG
My heart is broken like Palestine
But I buy Rolex, I don't buy streams
I'm always in a hurry as if I'm making love to you, eh, eh
I'm always stressed as if I'm managing a furnace, eh, eh
A little more money than the Rothschild brothers, true OG
I leave Paris full of regrets like Ancelotti, eh

I'm in the city with the neighborhood bandits (oh yes)
Mom tells me I shouldn't hang out with them anymore (oh yes)
Even in summer, I arrive with gloved hands (gloved hands)
Before, I was in danger, now, I'm the danger
The police, the troubles, I open the drug field
Day and night, I hallucinate, it's not easy
But don't give up, a homicide a mother cries
The police, the troubles, yeah, day and night, I hallucinate

Only quails in the hall, it moves as fast as the price of kamas (ah yes)
It's like this, I'm in the car, at 200 so the vodka spills
Only fresh stuff that we bring (huh) police, bombs and problems (huh, huh)
A homicide, a drug field, a cocaine field
We are the bandits, we are the bandits, we open the field at noon
I'm all in Versace like Biggie (all in Versace like Biggie)

Where I grew up, the lack of money blackened our hearts
We do dirty work to eat and it's not a movie
I hallucinate, we just work in the factory (work in the factory)
I hallucinate, we just work in the factory (oh yes)
So much profit, recounting everything, I'm lazy (oh yes)
So much profit, recounting everything, I'm lazy (oh yes)

I'm in the city with the neighborhood bandits (oh yes)
Mom tells me I shouldn't hang out with them anymore (oh yes)
Even in summer, I arrive with gloved hands (gloved hands)
Before, I was in danger, now, I'm the danger
The police, the troubles, I open the drug field
Day and night, I hallucinate, it's not easy
But don't give up, a homicide a mother cries
The police, the troubles, yeah, day and night, I hallucinate

I walked with missiles like Iraq
Ten years earlier, I cheated the metro like Chirac
I walked with missiles like Iraq
Ten years earlier, I cheated the metro like Chirac

Yeah, Courneuve, 17, watch out for the cops
Nos-Di, Leto, PSO Thug

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