You, you wanted the villa and the life of Gaviria
It screams everywhere on the rrain-té, it gé-char in Almeria
It's rough, a bit like life, we've known misery
Like Benzé', I spit on your rrain-té but never in the harira

Buddy, empty the cash register, yeah, we need to make money
I'm on a jet-ski, I dodge the customs of Rif
Far from the walls of the tess or the benches of the SPIP
I'm all over the city like the BAC at night

Two in the morning, I'm pacing (I'm pacing, I'm pacing)
My bitterness, I leave it downstairs (yeah, yeah)
I hear unbelievable things (bla, bla, bla, bla)
I'm waiting for the one who will take me down (tou, tou)
I was in the hole in the streetlight, hand in the mud, not in the flour
Revolted like Tupac Amaru, drowned in the binks, I'm not from the navy
We were failing at school, today, it's us in the car
I blew four years of salary, the kids find it rude, yeah
Sacrifice everything, well that's our lives
Bills are not those of Monopoly
Look at mine, everything is colorful
Luxury car, ergonomic seat, hey
You know, nothing is acquired, there are people to té-cô
I'm near the phone if there's money to negotiate

You, you wanted the villa and the life of Gaviria
It screams everywhere on the rrain-té, it gé-char in Almeria
It's rough, a bit like life, we've known misery
Like Benzé', I spit on your rrain-té but never in the harira

Buddy, empty the cash register, yeah, we need to make money
I'm on a jet-ski, I dodge the customs of Rif
Far from the walls of the tess or the benches of the SPIP
I'm all over the city like the BAC at night

And who can stop me in my tracks?
Sticks in the wheels, I moved forward
Kid, in the block I was scheming
Fell into the sound, not into the C (Yah, yah, yah, yah)
All Sevran knows, Benab is true down to the laces
The police station, I know where it is, you only do dirty but you're rinsed

I'm in all my states, I'm going to mess up
How many love you, how many put it to you?
I was driving quietly in the streets of my city
Four-five posters where I saw my head
I see them judge my turn, they'll talk about it in ten years
It's only at the level of the clouds that I feel at home
I lost buddies, I never gé-chan
She wants her photo, she saw me on the Champs
I make them kiffer, I kicked, yeah, I have guts
I come from the city, I want to enter the legend
I'm a DZ from Sevran les R, of course, your guy wants to see me on the ground
I pulled out the pair of TN, penalty in the head, I'm without penalty

You, you wanted the villa and the life of Gaviria
It screams everywhere on the rrain-té, it gé-char in Almeria
It's rough, a bit like life, we've known misery
Like Benzé', I spit on your rrain-té but never in the harira

Buddy, empty the cash register, yeah, we need to make money
I'm on a jet-ski, I dodge the customs of Rif
Far from the walls of the tess or the benches of the SPIP
I'm all over the city like the BAC at night

(Ah well yeah, Bersa)

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