Ah-ah-ah

And how am I not going to change
If now I want my money
I saw them coming from afar
My proud mother gave birth to a warrior
Cuban boxing to strike
Don't forget that I come from the ghetto
I like this thing about death
It's not for me to stay sincere

Zero confidences, I prefer to stay alone
I will sing my name without kissing anyone's ass
The zone feels me, I take it all the way to Barcelona
The hands of the clock are like karma, they are starting to turn now
We cleaned the dirty money with Ayoub, Fili, ask them
They come to the zone, you're everywhere buying drugs or buying gold
Commercial bread, half a kilo per hour, in the Saint Laurent bag
On an M5 at 260, where's the meeting point?
Give me an engine, I'll introduce you to death in person
Here there's melody, every new bar is my Marlboro
Down from these troubles, to the misery "bye-bye"
In the evening in the neighborhood, down the adrenaline, on fire

I saved myself and overcame the bad
While I sell the hit, it scratches, wait until they catch you
I focused, and now everyone wants to see me
While I sell the hit, it scratches

The drip puts pressure on them, verbal will be the aggression
They will pay the bill, I see the milli'-milli' on the horizon (2-2)
The sky is gray and black, it looks like my L.V bags
We can take your mother even if ours raised us well
Flashed on the ring road (2-2), I'm hooded in the photo (brr)
I lift the automatic box (hey), I think of mine who left too soon (hey)
Enemies on our flags, I let them play the narco (narco')
I'm in Paris, making euros, I feel like Verratti Marco
Every day in the apartment, I trap
In the street with all kinds of weapons, I strike
Every day in my cup I mix a lot
I mix, I mix a lot
Colombian in the club sways a lot
Bitch sways, sways a lot
I know she wants her session a lot
Bitch, I make another one, I burn (2-2)

They can't live off fame
Without growing
They say they have money, but, you can tell they are just pretending
I have a path and I'm achieving it
Because I never stop
I add work, I stay quiet, I lower them
I add it up, my account goes up
In the body of martial arts
Leave me alone, that materials
Whatever I want, everything comes out for me
I don't notice anything, everyone is the same
The boss gets fat, and I burn calories
And we are raising the style
I only put one of my verses, and how quickly they took out the che-
Ah-ah, Sunday doing the route
If she's a wolf, then I like her
If she walks the street with me
She always says no, if she scares me
The problem is healing, execute
One's progress disgusts, and I know it
I don't care about your bad behavior
We seek money, love is not sought

I saved myself, and overcame the bad
While I sell the hit, it scratches, wait until they catch you
I focused, and now everyone wants to see me
While I sell the hit, it scratches, wait until they catch you

Ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
Morocco, Algeria, the flow that causes trouble
But there, at the plaza, my whole neighborhood sings
Because they also missed everything, you know

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