Check fuck off
Cques-Ja it's a character askip hey

I'm doing a bum-al on nothing because
Basically there was no us
We were good we didn't even have kich
We were making love
Calu in mouth you didn't even shoot on it
I'm sure you remembered
Not even that
Sunday you opened the curtains you
Didn't even wear clothes
We were the only ones to
Sing "Gare-ci vanilla"
The Ques-jac was nobody I didn't even
Get out of his sound
We made love but there
Wasn't even that
An eternal illusion that is
Only passing I don't answer anymore go through LCS
Or go through Vinz
The distance we get used to it in phases
I don't write anymore I'm in the bus that
Takes me from 9-2 to Paname

Go fuck his mother
If Ken takes a vacation
I become the king of Paname
I can't refuse the
Fact that the money is coming
They don't seem against it
Since Bolloré khalass
Salam fuck off, yalla kolo khara
Second album if you knew
Number of sales to make if
I want to recover two hundred
I'm about to tweet "Fuck off"
Before leaving for two years
LNS written between my seventeen
And my twenty-nine years
Fucking twenty-two years
I don't see the coal of a team of twelve
They are convinced that I am twenty-nine years old
I hope you're ready for the
Details of the deal

I know that when you smoke you
You do damage you shit
At night you danced baby on Saturday
You fuck you chill go fuck his mother

Baby at first it's hard then you'll love it
Paris-London, London-Beirut
Beirut-Ouarzazate
Black like an epilogue that
I leave signed by Ox
I'm not trying anymore
I receive the DA in tobacco bars
Fuck, deep down we are

Fuck I didn't break anything, brother?
(No, no you didn't break anything)

Fuck we have the phases you don't have
Already when I didn't make sound I had
The women you don't have
Time has taken its toll it's
Not the same you saw
I hesitate to go to bed or to continue
The marathon with another coffee
REP Nipsey, Shawn Carter
Goldsmith's work so that the
Floors go up
An excess of zeal and I detach myself from it
Hey do you remember the wine stains
Actually it was blood stains

Go fuck his mother
I'm doing a bum-al on nothing because
Basically there was no us

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