Oh (oh)
Oh (yeah) yeah
Yeah
On the coast (on the coast) walk or die (walk or die)
In the six (six) there was Eve (there was Eve)
For the others (for the others) I have a dream (I have a dream)
I have my sword (wow) yeah
Awa the mafia, my nigga

On the coast (the coast) walk or die (walk)
In the six (six, six) there was Eve, Eve
For the others (for the others) I have a dream (woh, woh)
I have my sword (skrt, skrt) I have my blade (I have my blade)
In my Sprite (Sprite) everything is ice (everything is ice)
I see the flames (I see the flames) for the men (for the others)
And the Smith (the Smith) & Wesson (pah, pah)
And our souls (and our souls) that resonate (woh)
We only make art (art) sea of chlorine (sea of chlorine)

And glory (glory) enlightens us ('claire)
The lightning (skrt, skrt) comes from the sky (skrt, skrt)
And my wings (wings) will hatch, Geosed
I remember Ezekiel somewhere (somewhere)
A smell (what?) Some bars (smoke)
Another teh (another teh) the height (the height)
I was wrong (wow) I'm like Thor (wow)
In the tower (skrt, skrt) it's late (late)
We need to sleep (what?) We need to leave (we need to leave)
What we lost on the road (on the road)
My bitterness and my doubts (wow)
I'm on Mercury, we need to endure
What we're going to do (do) what we hope for more
I have a dream (dream, yeah)

Tonight, I'm wasting my time, I'm smoking the cookie
This time only, you had told everything
I'm walking on the path, I saw you in my memories
I smoke dope like a madman, I would have rushed to death
I see you as a seer, it's like the end in a movie
Sometimes, you forget me, cast, we're groovy
Four numbers in a trap phone, in my Insta', only groupies
Four brothers in the ride roll and my brain does loopings
On the ground when there's no money, you hope we'll open for you
Storm, we go in but knowing we're going to suffer
Tonight, I have a dream, I sleep in the same room as the doctor
At the end, in a corridor, it's this soft voice that lulls me
In the ride, there are my little brothers who smash themselves to the zoukie
Every day in the same zone, we are blocked by worries
OG on the polo, look at the sky, it's all gray
Sad face on the photos, spit the smoke in a sigh
At night, I talk to God, rush every night, I'm squatting
Every time, I see stars on the faces of my cousins
Big bottle of Fanta, it's loaded like in Brooklyn
Relaxed by the ganja, I have Putin's rockets

Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Mmh, mmh, mmh

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