I'm in my madness, don't play with the data
Send me the gun, I'm going to cross the snitch
They all have Tony's balls
Since then, fallen, shocked
But in front of the police officer, no one keeps the pace
There are people in the square working
If you make a hole, of course you'll dance
You're going to take hits, you'll beg to stop
Okay, the blicky goes in your pockets, you should have thought about the consequences
It's not when you realize the problem that you should regret it
We hustle all summer, even the rest of the year
Client who wants his dose, arrives with inflamed nostrils
When it comes to money, there's no family
Even she can screw you over
Maybe they know that in the deals, directly, tomorrow they'll accuse you

Watch your ass, not others'
It can stink, firecracker in the car, bro, oh, there's too much fog
And if you're one of us, it's because you earned it
With us, there are no friends, only blood brothers, only the matrixed
I hear "ESCO, when are you going to shock them?"
For now, I don't want to show myself
But wait until I bring out the stock, 2023 is my damn year

I do my best, I always try to be precise
They always have something to say, those bastards
They tell me "ESCO, what's wrong? Don't you want to break through?"
Release your damn tracks, you're going to make a big carnage
I do my best, I always try to be precise
They always have something to say, those bastards
They tell me "ESCO, what's wrong? Don't you want to break through?"
Release your damn tracks, you're going to make a big carnage

Hey, hey, on the field, I don't even see you on the tec-tec
While we hustle hard, you're having fun
You know the story of this guy, one night he gets a big head
But all week he asks his close ones for help
My brain grew up early, as a minor I understood everything
That you had to make money, fill my chip with clients
And now that I've grown up, of course, I'm not the same
So, I talk to you, I do masonry
It's the kids who detail the strips
You shouldn't be aggressive, especially not in a hurry
Send your rappers, I'll leave them here, I'm going to Ariel-ize them
In thirty minutes, I'm going to see Alisée
Two hours, ah that, Samira, the third I don't know if I'll go
Because I don't have any more condoms on me

I'll help you out, even if it's a big bill
Because every month of the year, it will keep you up to date
I don't care if you're sleeping
Because the amount you owe me will multiply by four

I want more than a quarter, but sure we'll share
Obviously, otherwise, you'll take time, big bastard, with a whistle
Between you and us, there's a gap, you're tired, that's the difference
I'm too hungry, want to screw everything up, I need to get rid of dark thoughts
I write so much, I give myself a headache
Soon, all the tracks from their damn phone
To find you, I had to open the 'quette
The groupie effect gives you balls, we'll see when you're alone
Client all excited when he sees the hit in the cello
His pupils are dilated, he's like a madman, that bastard
I hang out with real ones since the bike era
It never speaks Thai when it comes to putting down your share
Hey, it starts, they try to compare but them and me, it's not the same
Hey, it depresses them
Those dirty ones, to make them share, you have to give them a cigarette

I do my best, I always try to be precise
They always have something to say, those bastards
They tell me "ESCO, what's wrong? Don't you want to break through?"
Release your damn tracks, you're going to make a big carnage
I do my best, I always try to be precise
They always have something to say, those bastards
They tell me "ESCO, what's wrong? Don't you want to break through?"
Release your damn tracks, you're going to make a big carnage

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