I'm not planning to make another appointment with the welfare office
Alone, since my ambitions have taken up space
Love has reasons that I understood when I saw the price of the cup
Anyway, I'm coming, I'm coming, once again I have to sharpen my canines
I know you're cuddly, cuddly, that excess damages you
Because stress inhabits you, anyway, I know it's not easy you're stressed
Hyperactive, anyway, I know it's not easy you're stressed
We know well that if a Ford passes by it's hot
There are doors slamming at our place
I deplore what's wrong with you
I invest, you blow your money, she dumps you, you're drunk

Meanwhile, I'm paying off my debt
I had a dream where I left my head
I built my empire instead of holding up the walls of my building
I work more than my rivals, it's tiring

Our eyes meet when our paths intertwine
Low table gets wooded, we pay cash without pain
Baby hides my consumption in the Lancel bag
We get along like Rocco and Marc Dorcel
Your excuse is good when the clothes come off
When the wolf prowls, we don't leave the dog without a leash
I leave, think, with four English women
There's no lowly job, there's no work without stress
French rap gets fucked with the Belgian accent
Here, it's Paris there's no dark angel
Baby, I become dark when I love (huh)
Do I have less to lose than to gain?
I talk with my demons, I lose my head like Kanye
Doll, where were you when I was writing these phases?
The kiss on the mouth becomes the devil's kiss
The story, there are those who write it and those who cry it
Am I an artist if I become a rapper?
Authentic or actor?
That being said my baby is crying
Don't cry, be strong, I wouldn't make another nympho but you
Everything is in the gesture, my baby in a thong wants a Pamper's baby
I'll make a mini Jacques as soon as I finish the banger
And then fucked up oh well, I don't measure the extent
What do you think? Huh, what is resentment?
They'll shut up forever if I raise my voice
Who do we turn to if we abandon faith?
Without any insistence, I fuck you, what's up?
I've taken some distance, let her drink
She tells me life is beautiful, I tell her let me believe it

Coffee or glass of whiskey? (Ouh, ouh)
Don't reduce culture to Fred from Sky', huh
Coffee or glass of whiskey?
Coffee or glass of whiskey?
Don't reduce culture to Fred from Sky'

I let off steam on a violin that fucks my head, maybe
He has something to reproach himself for when I talk to him, he lowers his head, maybe
And I let off steam on a violin that fucks my head, maybe
He has something to reproach himself for when I talk to him, he lowers his head, maybe

Fuck the buzz, I refused to brag about the thickness of my kichta on some drill
I swore to make accessible what I don't have within my reach
Hoping that on top of that, we agree
Tonight, a wholesaler died, there was resin left on the knife that stabbed him
18 Plan A, no plan B
An 18-year-old to your health

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