Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
38, 38, we just zig-zagged
Brr
Eh
I’m in the city
I’m in the city, the bike is screaming
Fasten your seat belts, I’m just zig-zagging
Here we go again
Wow
Wow
And I get up every morning
Concerns, but not just one
In this environment of whores, no one takes your skates
I’m starting the M pack
I’m watching to my right, I have the last of the packages
I put the SubMariner on, but I don’t have that
Sixth album in stores eh
Youngest certified rap eh
Still doubt who’s going to pop me eh
My friend, the people you know every day are my friends
I’m in the city, the bike screams
It’s the cream that jacks up
Wait, I’m not giving up without having tried my luck
If I lower my weapon it’s only to aim at the leg
Igo, we don’t talk, we act, be careful, my fool, relaxation, it’s fragile, it bursts, fights, the new is only clay, the suburbs, it’s Gotham, it’s Paris, it’s it’s magical
I closed in on myself, I came back alone
Diamantaire is my Lola
I saw them boycott me, apologize, suck my dick and ask for more collaborations
Hey, you’re waiting for the suite, top floor, all the way up in the suite, eh
15 bullets in cache, I put nothing in the hold eh
Let them talk, wonder when it goes out
I feel more tired, I’m in 4-matic
And it’s more practical, I can zig-zag
Don’t panic, I’m taking out my 4 canines
If you don’t have caliber, you will quickly jump
You know there are stored automatics
Paro in automations
Rodav’ in Paris, I live like a Qatari
I won’t tell you about the size of my weave
You don’t know what we did for the building
I place my forehead on the ground given the punishments
Fame is good but it’s tiring
I showed you now try like a grown-up The old one doesn’t even have a scale in his pockets miskine
Fortunately I have respect for him
Because if I behave like the big bastards that my friends are, I dodge it
Oh the engineer waits stop, I breathe
Fiou
Just turn around, what do you want?
It’s destiny, I followed my steps
Everything that goes on in our heads is a mess
(it’s a mess)
They know me but I don’t know them
I only have my family, my friends, my liver
One last thing to say
You don’t know how many knives in the back
You don’t know how many times I’ve hit rock bottom
Never in my life will I trust it’s fake
Bullets are sometimes less dangerous than words
May they rest in peace, all my brothers, all above
Beat the balls of singing out of tune
Memories are in photos
They say the best leave early
When I sing, it’s because my heart hurts
But you don’t know that
When I come back it’s to play the game that no one knows
When I sing, it’s because my heart hurts
But you don’t know that
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
Ah-ah
38
There’s no coming back my brother, we never left
Brr
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