[Intro]
Ocho
Hundred minus ocho
[Verse 1]
My heart is black, I was born on a snowy day (It's real), we're black, so we bother them (Dawg, it's real)
A son of a bitch of a teacher wanted me to believe that I had gorilla in my genes (Fuck his mom the whore)
Today, I fill up shows easily (Ooh, ooh), according to them, I was doomed to fail
They put me at the bottom of their ladder, made me think that my hood, I could never escape (Dawg, it's real)
At 6, they woke up to catch me (Ooh, ooh), today, they pour me champagne at Chopard (Arriba)
In Rolex, In Patek, In Audemars, strapped in Paris as if I was Omar (Buh)
Mercedes, xenon lights, I turned up the Zenith (Vroom, vroom), yet, they used to tell me: “Dawg, stop, this sucks”
But me, I told them “No”, I have to make it, I make the crowd scream as if I was Zidane (Bro, it's real)
[Bridge]
To my mother, I promised comfort, I promised that the beautiful life, we'll have it (Listen, listen)
The angel to my left speaks too loud, too many things in my head that I've never said out loud (Listen, listen)
Well-developed plan, I know how to do more than cutting up dope
We're just waiting for Vegas to get out of jail, after that, we'll keep selling to get out of here (It's real)
[Chorus]
The angel to my left makes me experience a drop in morale (It's real)
I can't seem to manage to say what's in my head out loud, in the end, I feel like this life'll get me (Real)
My head in the clouds, I make the fiends think my weed is medicinal
I ask myself: “What is my destiny?”, you waste your time buying a Festina (Ooh)
The game at my mercy (At my mercy), the sky, I thank (Oh yeah, I thank)
I'm down in the hood, parked in a Benz, a big V6 motor (Vroom, vroom, vroom)
My head in the clouds, I make the fiends think my weed is medicinal
I ask myself: “What is my destiny?”
Deep down, I feel like my life isn't that bad (Ocho), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Many times we've brushed up against prison (Real), threatened to kick us out of the pad (Ooh)
Useless rendezvous, [?] that we moved like plots at two-three on a plate (Buh)
I gave in when the olders gave us opportunities (It's real), the cashier opens the cash register, we showed her the gun (Dawg, it's real)
I rode around and struggled for a while (Dawg, it's real), I saw six guys smoking one blunt (Dawg, it's real)
Now, the pockets are full, I'm verified on the app, I gave hope to the youts (Ooh)
A small pair of Cartiers from Panam'Optic, today, a whore can pull out a strap on you
I look up ahead, fuck my past life (Ooh), I'm not alone, I've got the family behind me
We look up ahead, we're good if it sells (The gang to life, til death), thank the gang for always being behind me
[Chorus]
The angel to my left makes me experience a drop in morale (It's real)
I can't seem to manage to say what's in my head out loud, in the end, I feel like this life'll get me (Real)
My head in the clouds, I make the fiends think my weed is medicinal
I ask myself: “What is my destiny?”, you waste your time buying a Festina (Ooh)
The game at my mercy (At my mercy), the sky, I thank (Oh yeah, I thank)
I'm down in the hood, parked in a Benz, a big V6 motor (Vroom, vroom, vroom)
My head in the clouds, I make the fiends think my weed is medicinal
I ask myself: “What is my destiny?”
Deep down, I feel like my life isn't that bad (Ocho), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah