Pull up in an all-white luxury car
We do it if your plan is profitable
I only look at the color of the bill
When I screw around with Arabs, Blacks, Whites
I see myself handcuffed on the bench (the bench)
Or in front of the judge without a lawyer (yes, yes, yes)
I enjoy and see life
Even if this bitch doesn't do favors
You want the good stuff, I have the contact (contact)
You always get it, no cap (yes, yes, yes)
I can't be as white as snow (never)
Can't you see I have tan skin
If she likes it, I pull her braids (it's true)
I like counting but I don't like math (boom, boom)
I roll up with the L2B, so for them it's checkmate

I pull up in a black luxury car
Dressed in black black, like the 308 of the black police
Like the skunk from the block, it's black
Just like my heart, it's dead dead
I've seen guys get their fingers cut off
I've cut liters, brought back photos
I worked even when it was off, off
I admit my life wasn't easy

Life didn't give me flowers (didn't give me flowers)
I sold marijuana (Mary Jane)
Working since I was a kid (since I was a kid)
I brought the cops to mama's house
Life didn't give me flowers (didn't give me flowers)
I sold marijuana (Mary Jane)
Working since I was a kid
I brought the cops to mama's house

We fought, we hung out
Burned out, we're on file, huh
First class changes the scenery
We hustle like crazy
We fought, we hung out
Burned out, we're on file, huh
First class changes the scenery
We hustle like crazy

Every day of the week, it's salary
Because every day, it's work
I don't make up a life, I stay myself
So don't stick your nose in my business
If you know your guy Tcheumi well
You know your guy loves making money
After getting the taste for money on Saint-Honoré Boulevard, I stroll
Okay, okay, I sell pure cocaine
I'm a bad guy like Luke Cage
Or in the U.S. like in Paid in Full
Okay, okay, I sell pure cocaine
I'm a bad guy like Luke Cage
Or in the U.S. like in Paid in Full

Life didn't give me flowers (didn't give me flowers)
I sold marijuana (Mary Jane)
Working since I was a kid (since I was a kid)
I brought the cops to mama's house
Life didn't give me flowers (didn't give me flowers)
I sold marijuana (Mary Jane)
Working since I was a kid
I brought the cops to mama's house

We fought, we hung out
Burned out, we're on file, huh
First class changes the scenery
We hustle like crazy
We fought, we hung out
Burned out, we're on file, huh
First class changes the scenery
We hustle like crazy

Didn't give me flowers
Sold Mary Jane
Since I was a kid (skrrt, skrrt)

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