Late at night, my friend, I count my scars
And the jealous ones, they have psychiatric problems
I love her little treats
She knows it's the depth that saddens me
I turn the page and start other chapters

I'm getting by, I'm not stupid, it streams from Metz to Pointe-à-Pitre
I'm bringing in a lot of money, there are too many projects being made
Black Audi Sportback
Don't be upset, I have too much tech
I arrive and I leave with it

Little by little, I take the stairs (the stairs)
It's not good to skip steps (it's not good)
And as time passes, I sleep well, I don't want more allies (no more allies)
(I sleep well, I don't want more allies, no more allies)

Top floor, apparently we're having fun
They can come in I don't know how many
Platinum or gold, I make efforts otherwise I wouldn't be here
And even in a black hole, we find the strength to climb the steps
We pretend everything is fine
I've locked everything up but I'm not taking anything
We win with style, we win with style
If I do all this, it's for my people, appetite that doesn't change
Taking the stairs suits me, I move forward in small steps

Little by little, I take the stairs (the stairs)
It's not good to skip steps (it's not good)
And as time passes, I sleep well, I don't want more allies (no more allies)
(I sleep well, I don't want more allies, no more allies)
Little by little, I take the stairs (the stairs)
It's not good to skip steps (it's not good)
And as time passes, I sleep well, I don't want more allies (no more allies)
(I sleep well, I don't want more allies, no more allies)

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