As a passenger in the sporty gova
I look where I am, we left from R
This negro betrayed me, I saw him as a brother
We knew the gains, we knew the losses and the misery

Like the diamonds on the neck of this bourgeois
If I wear my klawi, no rescue
Tell each other things before our ties are cut
Like Tarik, Nabil in my saucer
It's too many ideas for one veal-cer
People open their mouths about what doesn't concern them
Money trap shit, that's what we're for

What's the point of ranking, when we don't see loyalty
You have to bet on us, we told you wallaye
Safari the gadji plays the lion
This G has scorned me, I talk about it in my line
My thought, I turn it into a sentence
A child who smoked the hit
I make my mistake and karma hits me
And like a whirlwind, I'm no longer in the trap
And you're not the same as yesterday, there's a problem
In the bat, I never thought about suicide
Big La Fève in the studio, I'm wrecking myself
I'm breaking down in lowkey in Andalusia
And to settle down, he makes a Glock sing
And goes to sleep at seven o'clock
Little brother, we live in a fucking era
Always in crime, he insults the prosecutor
You wanted to, but I didn't drop my pants
I broke the doors
I don't negotiate with pigs
My heart is dead
In my melancholy, I talked to myself
Life slaps with sweetness
I started smoking and since then I cough
The second is the one who doesn't dare to push you, my le-gueu

As a passenger in the sporty gova
I look where I am, we left from R
This negro betrayed me, I saw him as a brother
We knew the gains, we knew the losses and the misery
Like the diamonds on the neck of this bourgeois
If I wear my klawi, no rescue
Tell each other things before our ties are cut
Like Tarik, Nabil in my saucer
It's too many ideas for one veal-cer
People open their mouths about what doesn't concern them
Money trap shit, that's what we're for?
Money trap shit, that's what we're for?

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