Making C

My **** by my side

Promise you’ll never die

I’m like in my ocean

And I’m saying oh shit

My uncle left me

I was not even born

Sad reality

Why life is a horn

All my **** making cocaine

You're making it ok

You know I want you forever

I’m so slow like a feather

If ever I die

You would be better

And if ever I ride

All my **** will be waiting for me

And I know it’s so real

I can count on my team

For my best brothers

I’m ready to make a crime

If you touch my blood

Bro you're so wrong

I’ll cut your tongue

And I’ll fuck you alright

That’s how your **** seems

I have some **** dreams

My friends my family

My girlfriend I can’t disappoint them

I hope one day you’ll know my name

Got a good aim don’t play my game

South Africa and France

I got two whole nations

I have some temptations

Fuck my relationship

Oh shit

It’s not cheap

What’s going on

This fag is my last one

All my **** in the city

I swear all my boys are with me

Rapping in French

What do you mean

I swear I’ll never be over the line

All my **** making cocaine

You making it ok

You know I want you forever

I’m so slow like a feather

If ever I die

You would be better

And if ever I ride

All my **** will be waiting for me

And I know it’s so real

I can count on my team

For my best brothers

I’m ready to make a crime

If you touch my blood

Bro you're so wrong

I’ll cut your tongue

And I’ll fuck you alright

I can see my enemies

I turn on the fire

You're making it clear

In the car we are so calm

If you wanna hear bim bam

You’ll get a clap clap

Or maybe a slash slash

In my head there’s fire

I will never be tired

I’m on the roof of the tower

I hope I’ll be going higher

I’m on the roof of the tower

I hope I’ll be going higher

In my brain I had bitches

Now you're making me mad

And I’m loosing my senses

Cause I’m getting too high

I have a few real ****

My dog is a bear don't fuck with me

You're too slow if you rap with me

Poser les potes on les oublie

Poser au tieks avec le Zgui

On est calé avec Thomy

All my **** making cocaine

You're making it ok

You know I want you forever

I’m so slow like a feather

If ever I die

You would be better

And if ever I ride

All my **** will be waiting for me

And I know it’s so real

I can count on my team

For my best brothers

I’m ready to make a crime

If you touch my blood

Bro you're so wrong

I’ll cut your tongue

And I’ll fuck you alright

My **** by my side

Promise you’ll never die

I’m like in my ocean,

And I’m saying oh shit

My uncle left me

I was not even born

Sad reality

Why life is a horn