Don't listen to people, it's just wind, it's emptiness
To win, you have to spend money
As a kid, I was always in the studio
So much that my mother thought I was selling drugs
The street and its dilemmas could have led me
To sell zip bags at the door of La Villette
I grew up in Nancy, I knew some 'hoes'
And yet I never played house (eh)
I was a born loser (eh, eh, eh), fuck high school, the school counselor (paw)
Now it's either I talk cash, or I talk in TPE
Every time I shot, I put it in the net, I didn't back down
I was sitting on the substitutes' bench
Now we're front row in all the parades (let's go)

I've felt defeat so much
They told me, "you're too sensitive, you're weak"
I wanted to make my mom smile, that's done
Saved enough to stop everything, yeah, that's done

I've felt defeat so much
They told me, "you're too sensitive, you're weak"
I wanted to make my mom smile, that's done
Saved enough to stop everything, yeah, that's done

In the dark, there was no sun
If I can do it, you can do it better (bliit)

There's no secret
Only with the lazy does the gap widen
In truth, defeats are good lessons
So, many are the shadows
There's no victory without defeat
There's no story without failure
The road is long even under Zaza
When you come from the bottom, you can only testify

In my place, people have accents
And often caramel-colored skin
As in class I was often absent
I worked, learned everything by myself
When, when you say you're going to do it
Yeah, you have to do it for real
I've known shit, I'll never go back

I've felt defeat so much
They told me, "you're too sensitive, you're weak"
I wanted to make my mom smile, that's done
Saved enough to stop everything, yeah, that's done

I've felt defeat so much
They told me, "you're too sensitive, you're weak"
I wanted to make my mom smile, that's done
Saved enough to stop everything, yeah, that's done

I've known defeat (I've known defeat)
I've known defeat (known defeat)
I've known defeat (win, win, win, win, win)

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