(Nabz, nigga, what's up?
I'd like what it is, but I don't know if I like solitude
I need security but I don't know, yeah, if I like the police
I'd like to get away there, well yeah, all the way there
But what could I do if I'm solo there
I'm still here even if life has been hard on me
But I have to make some love because I'm not alone in the future
Well yeah, my daughter needs to, wear nice clothes
That I respond to all her desires so she asks if it's magic

There weren't a thousand solutions to get the family out of the ghetto
Had to roll up your sleeves so I dressed them in Vuitton
But this life has softened me, how to sing about hardship?
When for you and your whole family, yeah, the shit is over

It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home
It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home

She can play hide and seek at home
She can run a hundred meters at home
She already has her room, she doesn't even have four seasons
My daughter becomes my whole life, my mother was right

Every day, I continue to grow
Every day, I try to get by
It's true, I make a bit of money but never enough for an empire
I don't know, you, I can't feel you, it smelled like the others
You saw me too nice but I'll never be one of yours

There weren't a thousand solutions to get the family out of the ghetto
Had to roll up your sleeves so I dressed them in Vuitton
But this life has softened me, how to sing about hardship?
When for you and your whole family, yeah, the shit is over

It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home
It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home

She can play hide and seek at home
She can run a hundred meters at home
She already has her room, she doesn't even have four seasons
My daughter becomes my whole life, my mother was right

It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home
It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home

It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home
It's true that I grew up in the building
Now I want my daughter to be chill at home

She can play hide and seek at home
She can run a hundred meters at home
She already has her room, she doesn't even have four seasons
My daughter becomes my whole life, my mother was right
My mother was right, yeah, eh-eh
Was right, yeah
My mother was right (Nabz, nigga, what's up?)
My mother was right, yeah

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