Tarik, Lyele (Handsome), Mighty
The production is luxurious so I brought out the chain
Prada, Moncler
You know I was talking about brand-name jewelry long before I could afford it
Now I'm fighting not to lose everything, it's worse

I fuck the world and what it contains (contains), underwater, I needed support (support)
I see red because he is haughty, he judges me because of my skin color
The diamond cries on me, doesn't care if I didn't go to ENA
He loves me anyway, Miss Universe dances on me
The devil serenades me, tells me, "Do the tales"
I went to the studio (studio), today I wasn't in shape
Your mouth is active, you should shut it quickly
You told me you were a real G, why do you inform the cops (ah)
We did our GAV together, we engraved our names on the bench
I had to learn my lessons on the field (field)
But that's life, I think about it, I roll a joint on the Champs (berrr)
The fool talks about people (people), the wise learn how to finesse them
Ok, it's hot we finance, but La Fève he is cursed, he shouldn't have been born
I die, I end up in the Guinness (Guinness), I take them by the throat like my Doberman
Cash money, no more Pokémon, I trap and (yeah) I press where it hurts
Very early the mother relied on me (me)
I had to put my heart in a vice, I tell myself that love is not for me (for me)
Where there's bread there are moles, my mouth, even I find it strange (strange)
I come from there, I know the dance of metals and the song of guitars
The fingers that freeze in the blizzard
I made a gold record, I was sleeping on Dabla's couch (Dabla) at the top I feel in my place
A cop asks me for my papers (papers), I say, "Sir officer", I think, "Bastard"
He asks questions about the brand (the brand), I tell him
"You don't have the shoulders for that, I gave my life (my life) for that me"
You touch my balls like a bum, idiot
This bitch of life engulfs me (ah)
I'm matrixed here, I went from the trenches to shopping (shopping)
Her butter sauce dazzles me, she likes me she calls me Louis
I'm always in the noise in the tiekson, when I can I avoid the noise (yes)
I walked in the storm with my jinn in search of a fucking flame (fucking flame)
They put us to sleep too much with now I don't believe in your fucking fables anymore (ah?)
I talk a lot about vice, I often wonder why the evil one has more than one fan
I'm too unstable (unstable) that's why I'm bad when it comes to telling you everything

I went to the studio, today I wasn't in shape
Your mouth is active, you should shut it quickly
You told me you were a real G, why do you inform the cops
We did our GAV together, we engraved our names on the bench
I had to learn my lessons on the field
But that's life, I think about it, I roll a joint on the Champs, brrrr

(?)
Ziiin, because I'm a slatt, slatt

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