(Yeah yeah yeah) my city is Marseille, my club is OM
It's not all beautiful, all pink don't think every day is Christmas
In my head it's the waï, I'm going around with my wife
I prefer to keep a low profile, not to tell my life
Opinel in the bag, at the mic' I'm making massacres
Going to touch I crossed the civ' in the Passat
They listen to me on cassette while zigzagging on the A7
I fuck you and your strollers, I don't talk but I know where you are
The wheel turns and we'll cross paths by chance
They have no pride you make me angry when you compare me to that
I have to get out of Saint-Trop' before I faint
I've known bitchiness, I have four pet' and five cigarettes left
Three or four, five friends
My girl, my pit', my boat, my shit, my leaves, my balls and my Glock
It robs your RS dude, it lifts tracker and plate
And po-po-po to get Drake's tickets, oh I squeeze

The problems I'm hooded, I'm at the drive I'm going to touch, I squeeze
You loved it, debauched, you're excluded when you're broke, I squeeze
The problems I'm hooded, I'm at the drive I'm going to touch, I squeeze
You loved it, debauched, you're excluded when you're broke, I squeeze

Call me E.T, in the night I can send you ten titles
Only jealous people who say "you" take the picture when they're in didi
Serene like Toto, smiling when I shock tata
I'm tempted when a son of a bitch looks for me to press the trigger
Right now I'm happy I'm not the type to brag
Money doesn't fall from the sky but with it I've stayed the same like Kanté, or Cantona
I prefer to take logs for the buddies
Rather than take Gucci and Daytona
We don't have the same life, the same goals, the same friend, the same whore
The same shit, we don't have the same figure, the same love
I don't want to go crazy I'm with Cinderella, the clubs and the crazy ones don't tell me anything
People will say that if you're nobody you won't even be able to make ten rounds
I tell you straight, I'll know if you want to do me, yeah I'll know
If you pretend when you say "my brother" I'll know
If all this time you've been doing me backwards, I'll know
If you talked about me to the commissioner, I'll know
If it was you behind the fake, I'll know
And we'll see what I'll do to you, I'll know
If you talked about robbing me the cunt of your mama the whore, I'll know
I'm serene, I'm serious
I'm serious I have to get out, I have to get rid of my rage
Tired of the cops, the roadblocks, I want the Chiron in the garage
Didn't they tell you? That respect is learned
That if you do strollers one day or another it's learned
Didn't they tell you? That you shouldn't count on people
A dispute after on you they tell legends
Didn't they tell you? I left, I'm not alone
I have a lot less worries, your bullshit I'm far from all that
Didn't they tell you? Without a helmet I was turning in the sector
I was prowling under pinch monseigneur avoiding the inspector
You talk about me to all that? You wanted all the benefits son
It's not good all that, you wanted to fuck the profit
I make the sign JuL, you drink you make the King Kong
Me when I drink after I don't talk Ching Chong
I don't make the Kim Jong-un, they want to test they are where?
The miss will always come back if you hit her right

Oh, I squeeze
The problems I'm hooded, I'm at the drive I'm going to touch, I squeeze
You loved it, debauched, you're excluded when you're broke, I squeeze
The problems I'm hooded, I'm at the drive I'm going to touch, I squeeze
You loved it, debauched, you're excluded when you're broke, I squeeze

I squeeze
Ah yeah there I squeeze
Ah yeah I squeeze
I squeeze
Ah yeah I squeeze, squeeze, squeeze, yeah yeah I squeeze
I squeeze
Too many sons of bitches I squeeze
And yeah, yeah, yeah I squeeze

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