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[Couplet 1]
Three grams, three cigarettes
Maybe I'll die like Malcolm
Phillipp Plein, René Lacoste
Will make me fall into drugs
I don't forget but I forgive
Suspicious, mafia like Al Capone
And the last will be first when they can cheat
It's too hot in the hood, we'll meet at HQ
You're just a coward so if you do it it's because you have to
With "Barrage" in the GT I'm like in the rocket
Gray smoke, black lungs
I lose thousands of neurons
I'm in control I know what I'm talking about
I'm in the streets for euros
We will make unhappy people and happy people (Happy people, happy people)
Unhappy people and happy people (Happy people, happy people)
We're not lucky
The future belongs to the most eager

[Chorus]
I'm not there too much, I leave them between themselves
Don't ask me "why", I'll answer "because"
They talk about me when you're with them
When I'm with them, they talk about you, envious people
Lots of "I was told", lots of "what it seems"
Very few attempts but a lot of pretenses
It seems that time flies, I can't think afterwards
I have to think right now, I answer when the money calls me
[Verse 2]
And two 500 bills break up a friendship because your friend wants more than half (son of a bitch)
When I didn't have this job, tell me where you were?
All I remember is that when you are well they will eat your feet
Only my people benefit from my winnings, tell your little sister to get dressed
Ask the Sevran-Beaudottes association, a lot of words, very few actions
The hood makes me self-taught, I think I was the best candidate
There are things we say, there are things we don't say
In the land of blue white red I arrive in black it's a handicap
I promised the team that I wouldn't give up, that I would come back with gifts in the bag
TV, hits and the fame, if you knew how I looked forward to it
When I was a kid, today it's not the same
I need money for my mother's rent, especially not for these bitches who behave

[Chorus]
I'm not there too much, I leave them between themselves
Don't ask me "why", I'll answer "because"
They talk about me when you're with them
When I'm with them, they talk about you, envious people
Lots of "I was told", lots of "what it seems"
Very few attempts but a lot of pretenses
It seems that time flies, I can't think afterwards
I have to think right now, I answer when the money calls me