They will talk behind my back but I know that (I know that, for sure)
You saw me do it, you tell them I'm lying
We make bricks where there's plenty of cement
I don't want half, there's no parity (no parity)
I repeat, we make bricks where there's plenty of cement
Die old near the Caymans
And I think we're cursed
We knew love where hate is paid for
Several days of profit and that in the same week (in the same week)
Six years later I haven't idolized, not the same sole (not the same sole)

Too many eyes on me
I always have the iron, I kept the buzz
Child of the street, I've already taken the bus (bus)
And it's like that every night
I didn't envy, I congratulated
I didn't look, I visited (it's for sure)
Too many sneaky ones
Lots of problems, few possibilities
We keep the ego and humility
Visibility, profitability
We shoot at each other for stupidities
Are you ready to lose your fans
Or even your family for your credibility?

They will talk behind my back but I know that (I know that, for sure)
You saw me do it, you tell them I'm lying
We make bricks where there's plenty of cement
I don't want half, there's no parity (no parity)
I repeat, we make bricks where there's plenty of cement
Die old near the Caymans
And I think we're cursed
We knew love where hate is paid for
Several days of profit and that in the same week (in the same week)
Six years later I haven't idolized, not the same sole (I think we're cursed)

I'll end my life near the Caymans in a Cayman
In the street, you need caiman teeth
I love payments
And the girl smuggles the goods in her vagina (in her vagina)
She told me she dreams of me making her a Luc Besson
While I devour her to one of my songs
On my wrist, I have more than two houses
On the boulevard, it rains all seasons
I don't need to talk to you about my life in detail
But I could drown you in all these designers
I emptied the bottle, my emotions died
As if I had never left the street
Between her and me, it's confidential
Damn presidential handles (oh)
Do you know you have potential?
Baby, I know you have potential

They will talk behind my back but I know that (I know that, for sure)
You saw me do it, you tell them I'm lying
We make bricks where there's plenty of cement
I don't want half, there's no parity (no parity)
I repeat, we make bricks where there's plenty of cement
Die old near the Caymans
And I think we're cursed (I think we're cursed)
We knew love where hate is paid for
Several days of profit and that in the same week (in the same week)
Six years later I haven't idolized, not the same sole (I think we're cursed)

I think we're cursed
Where hate is paid for
Where hate is paid for
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Noxious)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, not the same sole, oh

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