My head's in the clouds
I'm often in a bad mood
Like I'm hit by a disease
Every one of my mistakes takes me further from heaven
I'm disappointed by humans
I dreamed of changing galaxies
That poor life? It's over, bro
Only fakes, that's done, real talk
I'm rolling with two-three soldiers on Avenue de la Grande Armée
Watch how a traitor ends
Only fakes, that's done, real talk
There's still a few determined brothers, soldiers of a big army
We fly Morocco-Algeria if tomorrow I'm sentenced
Bit by bit, Mama's getting old
I'm her dark side all year long
But the heart can't heal
I'm nine millimeters away from making him bleed out
Nobody steps on my honor, we ain't asleep
I dreamed of being a millionaire, I end up heart-broke
We pay the singer for the party when the guitar applauds
Jealousy drives you crazy
Whatever we say, people talk anyway
There's the full kit for war
Their names written in the planner
I'm like a criminal with insomnia
Nobody steps on my honor, we ain't asleep
Car from Italy, clothes by Dolce-Gabbana
I'll spend the winter in Asia, chilling in a cabana
Once we've done it I'll light a Havana
If I take the thing in hand
If the cops come at six in the morning
Too often wasted, the triple-filtered hit me
I roam in Villepinte, making bros
I dream of having the guard's keys
I leave in a Bentley, f*ck the court
We fly Morocco-Algeria if tomorrow I'm sentenced
Bit by bit, Mama's getting old
I'm her dark side all year long
But the heart can't heal
I'm nine millimeters away from making him bleed out
Nobody steps on my honor, we ain't asleep
I dreamed of being a millionaire, I end up heart-broke
We pay the singer for the party when the guitar applauds
Jealousy drives you crazy
Whatever we say, people talk anyway
There's the full kit for war
Their names written in the planner
I'm like a criminal with insomnia
Nobody steps on my honor, we ain't asleep