You swear on your mother, you're in deep trouble, you've got a lot of things to do
You did me wrong but anyway
Me, it's all for the family, my mother, my brother
I drink at night, I smoke weed during the day, I can't tell you how messed up I am
I love my life but I feel it's going to be short, I could blow my money
There's nothing for nothing, see what I'm becoming
Better far from traitors, not even a "hey, how are you?"
And I remember, tell me if I'm lying, no one believed in me when I was down
Don't talk too much about your problems, what you do
It gives you the evil eye when you talk about your projects
Avoid Beaumette and Fleury-Mérogis, don't worry, we'll reach for the moon
I get flashes at the grocery store
Po-po on poop I'm ruining myself
Your girlfriend is crazy about me
No more love, no more feelings
What do you think of me, tell me?
You were my blood supposedly
I had warned you gently
I stay the same, on the street
I don't change my behavior
Who do you take me for? Seriously
The flip-flops, the tracksuit
And they can talk about me until tomorrow
I'm in the car like K2000
I roll a joint at 180
And if there are cops I can't turn around

I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm too far for the artist's life
I'm too far for psychiatry
I'm already too far, I'm already too far

I'm so far, when I turn around, I don't see anyone
Either I'm last, or I'm far ahead of the second person
I'm far from everything, I'm far from the ground, I'm looking for the right path
I'm far under the parasol with the mix in my hand
"It's been a long time, what's up, my bro?"
I'm not your bro, I don't have your time
I make my butter, I make my 'gent, dodge the Smith agents
From dust to stars, it's saturated with vices
The white flag has yellowed because it's stained with piss
Look at me how far I am, you can't even count the points
Next clip, I can rub my hands, there's no more chills in front of the cuenta
I'm with JuL, the blood, the Honda
Far from the 'cups in front of Häagen-Dazs
I have to think about mine, I have to think about being there
There's nothing for nothing, frankly, I don't stop
I know what's hidden in a bra
I know what's hidden in a smile
I know how to see further than my problems
We all have mouths to feed
Don't think you're far, you're just tiny (don't think you're far)
Don't think you're far, you're just tiny (don't think you're far)

I'm far, so far, the hologram glitches
Women neglect themselves for ephemeral stars
I'm far, so far, the hologram glitches
Just a gram of respite before it degenerates

I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm far, I'm far, nanananana
I'm too far for the artist's life
I'm too far for psychiatry
I'm already too far
I'm already too far nanananana

I'm far from home, I can't hold you in my arms
Far from the pattern, I can't fit into the boxes
I'm far, I'm far, to catch up with me it's hard
Chinese, Chinese

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