Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Every day, I want to become a better person
Every day, I fail (SHK, SHK)
L1, L2, R1, R2
L1, L2, R1, R2 (R1, R2)

I have fun with the palettes, it purrs on the boulevard
No cops in sight, we roam like in Baltimore
I know how to make tales with a joint in my hand
You see in my gaze, I'm not well without my mom
A lot of effort on myself but I won't be like before
He's no longer my guy, he's in front of my gun

I dream of Brinks bundles
We go get them, they didn't fall off the truck
I'm with dealers, shooters, S-listed (prisoners)
I might have a mic in my car (I'm bugged)
One slut, two sluts in my suite
I'm drunk, I'm naked while they relieve my stress (too far)
It works when it's tight, deep down, there's nothing serious (ooh)
I'm calm, those bastards say I hooked up (those fools)
Dope in bags, there are syringes
I could get ten years just because I smiled (oh, damn)

Every day, I want to become a better person
Every day, I fail (skrt)
We bring out tools from other countries, we don't turn the other cheek
Fuck those assholes, I force the barrier, I can't back down
Fuck the fake stones on your necklaces
I spend bands on VVS
I clearly see the jeweler's teeth

Crowbar in the pajamas
Amiri Jeans full of money
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Amiri Jeans full of money
No cigarette butts in the house
Zola, Koba on the same track
The problems of big boys

You, stop talking, you don't make a penny (dirty jerk)
Your day's salary is my gas money (oh really)
When I talk to you, stop pretending to be deaf
She only wanted that, so I only gave that (oh really, oh really, oh really)
It's true, I made it but I'm still in it
Always the pressure when I record the verse
I can't sleep with her again, I can't do it again
Besides, her body is so-so

Click, click, bunch of sluts
You'll have to put me out, no one rides me
I set up a meeting with a guy to scam him
And he wanted to scam me too
The more I make money, the bigger my stash gets
Free my guys, yeah, free my Gs
They were cutting rettes-ba, I was bored for tens
Zero floppy disks, not on my records

Every day, I want to become a better person
Every day, I fail
We bring out tools from other countries, we don't turn the other cheek
Fuck those assholes, I force the barrier, I can't back down
Fuck the fake stones on your necklaces
I spend bands on VVS
I clearly see the jeweler's teeth

Crowbar in the pajamas
Amiri Jeans full of money
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Amiri Jeans full of money
No cigarette butts in the house
Zola, Koba on the same track
The problems of big boys

Crowbar in the pajamas
Amiri Jeans full of money
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Zola, Kob'z, it's good, already
Amiri Jeans full of money
No cigarette butts in the house
Zola, Koba on the same track
The problems of big boys

L1, L2, R1, R2
The problems

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