Yeah, I rap with everything, except with you
I'm with the crazy ones (I want) the show with the crowd
(I have) the stomach with a lump, you with me
It doesn't make sense like Satan with Boo
I had no goal, the night with jinn
The mouth with a cheek or the lighter with fuel
I want the apartment with a pool, the car with the crowd
Life at (?) And a feature with JuL
Remember my name, I rap with little
Just with God the big R is branded
I want the store with them
Shut up my mouth, I don't talk with them
These guys know me, I go twenty with two
They love me, those who criticized me
It doesn't touch me, it affects them
The R is precise these guys are verbose
I call Jo' we have to blow up I just arrived near Ge'

Just with God, just with God
Just with God, just with God
Just with God, just with God
Just with God

There are things that will never change
Me and rap it goes super fast
An Arab on a bike is either a dealer or an Uber Eat
I'm in Geneva in a city Uber
She's ugly but on snap there are super filters (filters, filters)

Listen, long life to us, long life to us it's important
In the end to me, I say to us, it will allow me to evolve for a long time
May our projects materialize, may our faith
Increase, and there you know, health, happiness, today we are here
We have health, our two legs, our two arms, Alhamdulillah
Take care of yourself, kiss, I love you a lot

Cut nothing, I want everything
Yeah, pretty gun, soft hair
Yeah, hungry guy, cool Arab
Ouh, yeah, ouh, yeah, ouh
Head nods in the hood
Room is full, I'm in a mood
Yet I was alone in the yard

(?) But I pretend
You know my place is the bottom for my descendants
In truth I have nothing else to do than this in my life
Apart from loving you and letting you go when you act like a child
Yeah, lots of sons on the road
My heart engraved, I put on sale darling
You talk too much in love
Or else you have to increase the advances if you want to do business with me
I'm the only one who does it for real
(I spoke) I spoke into the microphone with faith
(I'm hungry) I've been hungry since I'm in the womb
I don't like to talk about it with you
You want to hurt me I don't care about you
I wonder how you want to do it
I'm at the top of the mountain with glory
I'll be at the top I'll do the one with gouache

Yeah, cut nothing, I want everything
Yeah, pretty gun, soft hair
Yeah, hungry guy, cool Arab
Ouh, yeah, ouh, yeah, ouh
Head nods in the hood
Room is full, I'm in a mood
Yet I was alone in the yard, ouh-ouh

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