600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent
Eh, 600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent
600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent
600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent
Eh, 600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent

600,000 subscribers, there's still no talent
Because I'm underage, I struggle until late
I'm not one of those flakes who invent wealth, when there is none
I struggle with tobacco, I drink bad vodka
Every day I want bundles of cash
But we put things into perspective, we're used to hardship
And I tell myself that soon it will change
I've been talking non-stop, I've been kicking too much
I'm chilling in the van with my guests
Whether it's a clear shot, or even a small net
I'm going to make it just in time, I don't have time to aim
They take cocaine, they lecture me
We don't have the same values, not the same experiences
Holes in my shoes, I was going to Skyrock
And look today I have a full up of shoes

I rapped every night, I had nothing in my pockets
Now that I've rapped, I'm on the radio
All night long, I was struggling in the subway
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van

I start a flash and chain two or three
Too lost in my head to be sociable
Loyalty is rare, friends are few
Like a whore who respects her mother
You smoke the green, buddy you're getting into debt
I know crazy people who'd smoke you for a joint
Vodka makes you stupid, weed makes you stupid
But that doesn't mean consumption is decreasing
There are no princesses, only whores
Too many fake friends made in China so I won't share my salary
Flash Polia, shit or balloon, I'm in the thing and the lady likes it
So she talks about me to her parents but if she knew I don't care about her life
(I don't give a damn)
I'm in the drill, in the trap, in the thing
I'm in the city or else in the studio
I aim and I shoot, right now I'm hard
I have the complete list of the competition
Crazy woman, go ahead and move your ass
50 cc I barely put on the helmet, there's no leather jacket
Unleash the machine accelerate, five hours khabat I'm tense (oh my god)
Since Savies one I feel them less serene
The lady with big breasts so for her there will only be thrusts (oh my god)
Since the buzz I have full up of cousins
Loyalty is as rare as a completely sober guy

I rapped every night, I had nothing in my pockets
Now that I've rapped, I'm on the radio
All night long, I was struggling in the subway
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van

I don't like you, who are you?
Why would I talk to you?
DM, Insta, Snap
We're not real friends
I don't like you, who are you?
Why would I talk to you?
DM, Insta, Snap
We're not real friends (oh my god)

Since Savies one I feel them less serene
The lady with big breasts so for her there will only be thrusts (oh my god)
Since the buzz I have full up of cousins
Loyalty is as rare as a completely sober guy
When there was no one, tell me where were you
When the money will fall, don't come back my dear
I've had khabat parties
Girlfriend, if I made advances it's because I was going to empty a bottle
I'm angry in summer, I want to travel but I'm stuck
I'm waiting for payday as if it's going to solve my problems
I stopped everything and launched myself
And sometimes I tell myself that I shouldn't have
If I had listened to my father about studies
Would I have fixed my shortcomings?
And it's only at night that I'm myself
Hooded in the city I'm not recognized
Glory, I don't care, I want money
Apparently that's what attracts big butts

I rapped every night, I had nothing in my pockets
Now that I've rapped, I'm on the radio
All night long, I was struggling in the subway
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van
Rather solitary, I'll be solo in the van

In the meantime, bad seed episode three
Stay all tuned in
There's a project coming, stay tuned
I'm going to start slowly, with a new series
Series finished (bah-bah-bah-bah)

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