It's square, that
Han
There's my team under my chest, there are eyes under my Dior (true)

Yeah, there's my team under my chest, there are eyes under my Dior
For profit, I won't change my vision or profile (never)
Disgusted by people without knowing them
They talk about us like gossips
On the couch under cannabis, we get high like comets
It's too boring
I saw your MCs taking C, we won't intertwine
In the room, it smells too much like weed (you get it?)
In the car, I listen to So La Lune
My name is on the list, my reflection in a chandelier
We don't know you, don't even come if you're not invited (don't even come)
I don't care about seeing my name on the poster
In the subway, in the city
On the pro account, we need numbers and slaps in the balls
For the dogs and the cops, woof
Do your business on your phone, you talk to us, we don't care (we don't care)
I'm just a simple Italian
Suburban under a cap, jacket
High in a room but I'm not under Ricard, never

If I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (for two twenty)
Screw the future, I'm not a fortune teller
The future is me and I'm well ahead (it's me, it's me)
If I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (for two twenty)
Screw the future, I'm not a fortune teller
The future is me and I'm well ahead (I'm right here)

I wait for my subway and death
God saved my grandmother from death, amen
Little one, I didn't think my life would be
Telling my problems to a sound card
You can pop and depop in a quarter of a second
It's not going well, we look at each other and keep smiling
You wanted to screw us over, we move away from that guy

Bro, do your business but don't talk too much
Lowkey in the sky like an albatross (lowkey)
Too much ambition in such a skinny body
Always independent like in Corsica
Too much hate in such a calm body
Fill it with weed, smoke a big cigar
A cap, a mic and I do my job properly
They act tough, I saw them, they choke (okay)

If I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (for two twenty)
Screw the future, I'm not a fortune teller
The future is me and I'm well ahead (it's me, it's me)
I repeat, if I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (for two twenty)
Screw the future, I'm not a fortune teller
The future is me and I'm well ahead (listen)

Not disappointing your own is a job (you get it?)
Rap saves our lives, it's not a game
It's an oiled missile, it's not a German (you come back)
I never rapped for your A&Rs to nod on chairs
Wallabee on my feet, we'll do it for centuries
Burn the weed like candles (mmh)

Rap is Russian roulette
I only have my balls and my verses
Behind, Brian handles the drums (Brian on drums)
Little by little, skills and achievements are acquired
My bullets fly, you ask "whose is it?" (Tou-touh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (what?)

If I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (for two twenty)
Screw the future, I'm not a fortune teller
The future is me and I'm well ahead (right here)
Again, if I extend my hand to you, it's for real (for real)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (pff, for two twenty)
He stabbed his friend for two twenty (damn, for two twenty)

It's square, square, square, squ-

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