LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song

I came up from the bottom

In the Maybach

Marseille doesn't talk

In the trunk

There's bullet-proofs

I know by heart

North Cartier

When you're on the ground

The guitars cry

Yeah we serve

But we don't leave

And I regret nothing

Time flies

And Yemma, don't worry

Now

I just rake it in

I dreamed of a palace

The sea right across

A few more millions

And I leave France

He won't remember

The night before

Straight from the bottle

Drinks Jack

With the bay

Sick of the city

Just waiting for the break

Three, four, five bills

That swallow all the pay

For real

I just wanted peace

The millions of euros

I could only picture them

I look at the sky

And I think of my brothers gone

But besides that

I can't do anything

I can only wait

Arab head in the chopper

Only finals

No amigo

In their life

They act fake

It's half-time

I scored four

Fatou, Miklod in the ghetto

There's metal, there's concrete

There's bursts

There's bosses

There's lookouts

There's not much pardon

There's the satchel

There's the raids

All these little brothers

That we put down

Yeah, I keep f*cking up

At night, I keep doubting

Iman told me

Weldi, Hedidnia

I hear them whisper about me

They betrayed me

I'm shocked

Iman told me

Osbon, Hedidnia

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting

And I roll through the city

I listen to Hesni

Need cash

In our blocks

No more elevator

I'm in the Audi RS

Plates or P-Sport

They applaud me

In the hood

A bit of hope

Red, green, white

On the flag

M in the blood

I'm back on my land

Scar on the heart

And on the skin

I counted the profit

And recounted the losses

5 in the morning

I'm no hyena

Lil bro, don't hang

With the haters

By swimming

I cross the sea

Maybe it's less sh*t

On the Italian coast

And don't worry

I know your pain

Even if they call

You won't answer

And you'll go back

To the starting point

Belgi' in the tobacco

Yeah, I keep f*cking up

At night, I keep doubting

Iman told me

Wildi, Hedi, Denia

I hear them whisper about me

They betrayed me

I'm shocked

Iman told me

Osbon, Hedidnia

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting

Anyway it'll be fine

Tomorrow we'll forget

It's with the heart

That I gave you

I wasn't counting