Front and get half the bones in your body broken
Make your path right, whether you choose the wrong or the right one
We have to go out, to all get out of here
I avoid getting attached because we will all die alone
Me and the mic that's just magic
I say what I have or nothing, I meditate only about my fate
I stay proud but to catch the cash I have big hands
Me and the mic that's just magic

Always fed to my hunger, thank you Dad
The king in Heaven when his prince in Bercy
I’m not content with the minimum, millions of dollars
Gold on the pure body, I look out for thots
Bites are here, you know the dogs are among us
Only when there is money in our onions
And if I bundle up a max (of bills)
We will do it in order
Family, friends, the girl to whom I confess (dream)
I’ve always wanted to have a gun like my father
You know, it’s like a seat belt
I could use it if I see any utility
But for now, it’s not the case, I still ain’t have a car (my whip)
Lots of parents will have some of my news
I put their daughter on the counter when I put their son on the sidewalk (bitch)
Hustlers sleep little, get up early
Young jerk, when you will get that it will be too late

I'm not the best but I'm fucking strong
My brothers are nervous, one of them almost ended up locked up
It's become difficult to avoid prison
My little sisters saw the cops at home
I fucked up, that's true, me and my boys we make the dough
You know we were even taking the coins, as much steal as Bender
(The max) I played, I lost, that's how it works
Buy my vowels, my consonants
I'm not the best but I'm fucking strong and you know it
In some, I cause ulcers (and you know it)
It's become difficult to avoid prison
At certain moments in life that we despise (shit)
Oh, me and my boys we make the dough
You know, the girls would come to see Waly, because the malls are scary
I played, I lost, that's how it works
I'm a pure product, you have to use some
Otherwise, I'll have to go back there

I have always been good in what I undertook
Waly and son entreprise
And fuck his mom, if you don't like it listen anyway and that's it
The kinda bitch who pees standing up (bitch)
Also, I need to make princes quickly
They will do great things, literary or preachers like Malcolm in Harlem
For the Best Seller
I take my time for not too much, it seems it's almost time
I often would like to go to war
To shoot all my enemies and get a ticket to hell
Lord, forgive these words
It's true, we run after death but 22 years old is too early
We all talk about the same thing
We understand each other when there's a misunderstanding
That's why the hierarchy hates it (those bastards)
The kind of guys who pee clear into a crystal glass
And want to make you believe it's coconut water

Hidden in the shadow, many want to see me fucked up
To think, to throw not to dance but to offense
I rap with, I rap with my heart and my mouth
Soon will the alarm ring because my time is almost up
Soon will the alarm ring
Soon will the alarm ring because my time is almost up