Intro:
-Hey where are you going?
-Huh?
-Where are you going?
-I'm going in the back with the others
-How's that with the others? Are they the ones giving you food or something?
-But no, but we're just going to go for a ride like that
-But how are you going to go for a ride?
But when you come home at 3 a.m. I just wanted to tell you.
When you make a mess, you make noise everywhere.
You think it's a party, you never do anything here, but where do you think you are?
-Go ahead, what are you doing to me here, you think you're here 'repé
-Plus you answer, good for nothing
-Go ahead, let go of me...
That's it, I'm 18, I can go out alone
br/>Be responsible and tell the grown-ups to shut the fuck up
Before the curfew was at 10 p.m.
Now it's the stroke of five in the morning even if I'm high school student
I don't care about school, it's compulsory until age 16
I did 2 more years to please my parents
I drink I smoke at will
Like the big guys in the city
The adult who slept in me, almost dead, has been resurrected
I ride without a friend or a mother nor a father
I'm losing out playing vipers but I have more reference points
Find me a job before I come to business
C This is what I hear on the radio when mom is working out
I'm thinking, while smoking my teuchi
My head in one hand, the other resting on the peuchi
I hear other raps saying that crime pays
It's true that in my case it's only the street that pays me
But working from home or taking the m ©tro
Walking in a tracksuit or walking in a retro suit
I have it in the city but not in businesses
If the power doesn't work, I have to find another taken
In the neighborhood there are 2 or 3 guys who do feara
It works for them but there is always the geura
Of those who don't succeed
Guys like me who do nothing with their day
While others earn money, go on tour
Rap speaks of misery and struggle sometimes
If they talk about me, I'll blast my mother's life
If I'm in trouble, only I have the right to talk about it
J 'I don't know how to rap,
The only times I sing is when I listen to Bob Marley
And still I hum
I hope my parents forgive me
When I come home at 4 a.m. and I ring the bell
I don't want to be a burden for anyone and make my life
Leave here but my mifa is here... but my mifa is here...

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