Don't tell me who I am
Don't judge me , God already does it
So many friends run away from me
9.2i life doesn't give them the choice
I'm on the Avenue in a big car , normal
Cops know me , they no longer arrest me , it's so tight
I won't smoke your joint , that's crap
At the wheel , I step on it
I used to beat hard with Ali , you would think it's box
When I speak , it's man-to-man
When I play , I bet alot
If you want some , I've got some good one , 100% Parisian
I don't give a damn about their allocations , I'm happy from time to time
I'm my own master , I'll never have to say "Hello boss"
In this milieu , you're nothing but a figurine ,
You shake my hand , you already believe in a feature song
I have my whole life ahead of me , death's spying on me far away
Here below is one more day , is one less day
I creep into it , take a bite out of this b*tchy life with all my stumps
Slumrat , u diaeresis on my shirts , I shine
They say they tap on my phone , that I take cocaine , that my nose is full
While I'm on a yacht , on the coast , & I don't give a damn !
Don't tell me who I am
Don't judge me , God already does it
So many friends run away from me
9.2i life doesn't give them the choice
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Handsome , 22 inches on my coach
I have a rhinoceros' claw in my pocket , little lunchbox or Costes restaurant ,
I never drift nig*er , yes I am the boss
Don't try to test the West Side , keep sluming , keep sweating blood
I came to wipe out these parts , at least what's left
Haters want to pimp me , but they can't
If we talk about getting you soaked , pray so it won't rain
I'm fresh so I'm outclassed , discrete like a blow by surprise
Well-brought-up , breastfed , only a gun can stop me ( hey )
I protect my back , stick up for myself
Show off today , tomorrow you'll be over nig*er , I'm not interested in all that
I'm rolling a joint , bye , ciao , see you
I've never changed , I still eat kebabs in my luxury cars
Looking away from that , nothing's new in my life , except that I get laid
I still have no girlfriend , only girls that I fu*k
Don't tell me who I am
Don't judge me , God already does it
So many friends run away from me
9.2i life doesn't give them the choice
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
I skipped the lean years ,
That's some good rap for thugish nig*ers , even thought I'm only half black
Nowadays I count my ingots while the macaques in the front talk crap
Too many b*tches in the place , call me back , back , I don't get it all
I'm into music , weapons in my fist , my cap is lowered until my chin , beware
The hip hop milieu is my b*tch , this is my conviction
Plasma screen in the loo , this is my condition
New money , I've never been ashamed to be , I've cried cast iron ,
See you in Switzerland bastard , if you want to sort me out
I'm here so streets have a good time , I'm here to make money
I have some on my fingers , you have some up your nose , stop being so vicious
They threaten me to death on the phone , they call me from a millennium
If I ever catch you , you will find yourself pinned down , covered by aluminium
I am the tsunami screwing you , I have the flow of sea
I lied to the judge , to the captain , I swear on my mother's life !
Don't tell me who I am
Don't judge me , God already does it
So many friends run away from me
9.2i life doesn't give them the choice
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Don't tell me who I am
Don't judge me , God already does it
So many friends run away from me
9.2i life doesn't give them the choice
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.
Nothing to report , N.T.R. , N.T.R. , N.T.R.