Eh, they were all my buddies
I trusted them, they were my brothers
And when I got what I have today
Rap, subscribers
Well then, I saw that they were taking good advantage of what I had
Yet, I don't have much
They were all my buddies
And now, you're not my buddies anymore

They want my butter, they'll only get the bread
I'm an ambitious hustler, I hustle
You want to scratch your ticket? Figure it out, without taking advantage
Do your things quietly, don't tell them
I'm not in linen but I still see blurry
Your rappers sell their soul for a pack of money
I want the four black rings, tinted windows, full coco
Without counting on Iblis, it's for the big fools (yeah, yeah)
The money, the cash, drives me crazy, I want a lot every day
It's simple and effective (every day)
16 years on Earth, I can't take it anymore
I've seen a lot like Fetish in Karaba
I'm in my stairwell
She leaves and I leave, as simple and effective (every day)
Ask whoever you want, here, I'm determined
Since I was a kid, I've laid my foundations
Fuck, we fuck them, fuck them again
And fuck them a third time, so they understand
Fuck, I'm passionate about music
Even on reggaeton, I do them
Ops, I have a lot on my list
But I don't talk much, and I keep quiet
I've seen green and not ripe ones
But I'm smart like Naruto and you know it
At 9 years old, I was already in the hustle
I was moving heads, it was predicted
Determination, I've always had it
I'm not good at math but I'm going to count the measures
It took guts to get there
I didn't calculate the hate messages
Fortunately, I only listened to the mother
Otherwise I would have already slaughtered all these big bitches
Breaking the mic' since I was a kid, I dreamed of it
My passion above all, I'm not going to drag
The platinum, it will be in my kitchen
Just to eat them once all this is settled
Studio, instru', pe-ra, it's decided
I'll make it my future, it's my destiny
Thanks to Oussama, Pauline, everyday
Music is my life, I am its baby

My trust is very rare
I don't even lend it for a dar (never)
I was in the back of the class
I was writing rap at 8 o'clock in the morning (every day)
I'm the weird little white guy
Cunning and vicious like Son Gohan
But wanting to play with me
It's risky like a bullet in the arm

You wanted to play, you're going to lose
It's simple, basic, logical, precise, clear
At 13, I was already in the studio
You were still playing with dolls
Checkmate, we can't cross paths
I'm on the road to success
I'm aiming for a billion at the end of my life
The million is outdated
You wanted to play, you're going to lose
It's simple, basic, logical, precise, clear
At 13, I was already in the studio
You were still playing with dolls
Checkmate, we can't cross paths
I'm on the road to success
I'm aiming for a billion at the end of my life
The million is outdated

Abd, Ali, Bemba, Microbe, Limsa, Poison, Aboun and Lamsams
(?), Moha, Lasso, Ilyass, (?), (?), Kevin, Rébéval
Belleville, 19th (every day), strong
Remember, son of (every day)

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