What they want
What they want
What they want
They know I’m the one Give 'em what they want I ain’t never done
Give 'em what they
I’m a 1 of 1
Give 'em what they want
Okay
Pace is picking up
I’m at they throat 'cause
Way to many people say they did it for the culture
The Nino's need Niro’s my migo’s in the cut

Walking to a mill what’s the reason I’m going buck

Buck, now it’s up
Need a 7
Tell them dawgs we waking up
Need a reverend you should pray you need the luck It’s either you or us
We the coldest plus we heating up
Pay the refs you ain’t keeping up
What they want
What they want
What they want
They know I’m the one Give 'em what they
I ain’t never done
Give 'em what they
I’m a 1 of 1
Give 'em what they want What they want
What they want
What they want
They know I’m the one Give 'em what they want I ain’t never done
Give 'em what they
I’m a 1 of 1
Give 'em what they
Evacuate the premises if you ain’t here to lock in Numbers on the board which awards for the top ten?

Throw 'em all the nines that a dime for the top ten
Tell 'em who’s on top then
Gather all around we about to make a mosh pit Gosh it’s, awkward
When odds ain’t a problem
What’s the a legacy
That’s the calling
Easy never been an option
What’s caution
What they want
What they want
What they want
They know I’m the one Give 'em what they
I ain’t never done
Give 'em what they want I’m a 1 of 1
Give 'em what they What they want
What they want
What they want
They know I’m the one Give 'em what they want I ain’t never done
Give 'em what they
I’m a 1 of 1
Give 'em what they

Put the whole whole team on my back,
Put the whole whole team on my back,
We went so far aint no going back,
We go so hard never fall flat,
Say what they want, I’m tryna figure what they want, what I’m on, say ima
Show em what I’m on,
Put the whole team on my back,
For the old me I spazz,
For the ones gone, too fast,
I put the whole game in that casket,
had all these goals but no traction,
It was only me with my passion,
Now it’s only me in my bracket,
It was lonely then, now it’s drastic,
I’m reaching down to snatch they soul,
I gave this everything I’ve known,
Bring that life into yo dome,
Put on a million dollar show,
Never check over my shoulder,
I got angels watching over,
Already know that I been chosen,
They done handed me that torch yeah,
I guess they came here for the show,
I spent my whole life on the road,
Holding that cold pain on the low,
Now we come right up at they throats,
I had to climb up by the ropes,
Now I’m back on that slope,
Say what they want, I’m tryna figure what they want, what I’m on, say ima Show em what I’m on,
Put the whole team on my back,
For the old me I spazz,
For the ones gone, too fast,
I put the whole game in that casket,
had all these goals but no traction,
It was only me with my passion,
Now it’s only me in my bracket,
It was lonely then, now it’s drastic,
Put the whole whole team on my back, Put the whole whole team on my back, We went so far aint no going back,
We go so hard never fall flat,
I put the team on my back like Lebron did,
If I get into that mode, you know I been a problem, still the biggest still the number
one option, top one, top gun, top winner, on it, Ain’t no breaking into my soul,
Ain’t no stealing off of my glow,
It’s only love from ones that I know,
Only hate from ones that don’t grow,
I’m making waves and you still unknown,
I’m running laps around of that globe,
Say what they want, I’m tryna figure what they want, what I’m on, say ima Show em what I’m on,
Put the whole team on my back,
For the old me I spazz,
For the ones gone, too fast,
I put the whole game in that casket,
had all these goals but no traction,
It was only me with my passion,
Now it’s only me in my bracket,
It was lonely then, now it’s drastic,
Put the whole whole team on my back,
Put the whole whole team on my back,
We went so far aint no going back,
We go so hard never fall flat,

Standing at the podium
Pour up with the winners
They like "dawg what mode he in?" That’s just for the winners
Locked in like custodians
That’s cause I’m a winner
I’m a winner I’m a winner I’m a winner
Marching through the city watch me shake up the building Sky ain’t been the limit since I tore down the ceiling Legends never die but we can only make a living
They gon try to dupli, duplicate the feeling
Okay we got rows in here
Major keep it bold in here
Keep ‘em on they toes
Ballerina pose in here
This sound like a world tour might just bring the globe in here Rocking with the coldest coat is
From The North face
What’s the purpose
What’s the reason for the motives The rings don’t need the roses Wake up and smell the Folgers The coldest
Standing at the podium
Pour up with the winners
They like "dawg what mode he in?" That’s just for the winners
Locked in like custodians
That’s cause I’m a winner
I’m a winner I’m a winner I’m a winner
Standing at the podium
Pour up with the winners
They like "dawg what mode he in?" That’s just for the winners
Locked in like custodians
That’s cause I’m a winner
I’m a winner I’m a winner I’m a winner
If you want it don’t be hoping for the doses Get closer
Take look
We made it just by keeping it on shoulders
Keep the book my destiny been everything the pros is Execute the codes, ts'
Maybe it’s the hurting I ain't show enough
All that talking 'bout they working but ain’t showing Me I did it all for certain
That's the plot you see in person
Come and peep behind the curtains
How we showing up
Man we going up
Standing at the podium
Pour up with the winners
They like "dawg what mode he in?" That’s just for the winners
Locked in like custodians
That’s cause I’m a winner
I’m a winner I’m a winner I’m a winner
Standing at the podium
Pour up with the winners
They like "dawg what mode he in?" That’s just for the winners
Locked in like custodians
That’s cause I’m a winner
I’m a winner I’m a winner I’m a winner

J’ai tellement changé j’me reconnais plus quand je parle
J’me suis enfin vengé y’a des sous en jeu quand je crache ma rage
J’ai trop vu l’usine faut qu’je casse la cage y’a mon blaze écrit sur le bas d’la page
Je prie quand j’suis pas foncedé je sais qu’c’est chacun son tour qu’les rumeurs sont pas fondées
Je sais que le travail paye tant qu’les prods sont pas samplées je vois c’qui passe un peu
Faire un salaire c’est pas simple faut tout donner pour son clan
Pour la teill’ j’te passes un bleu je porte mes couilles et mes carats
Je vois qu’elle me trouve vulgaire mais quand j’étais jeune t’étais pas là
Le bon Dieu me guide c’est vrai mais jamais je baisse la garde
L’enfer c’est les autres j’dors que d’un oeil comme un harag
J’suis froid comme le permafrost le soir j’me tue au Frozen
Jamais j’sors de la grotte j’envoie les tracks par douzaines

J’suis de 99 j’ai 99 problèmes j’connais la haine pas l’amour trop souvent ça mène à la mort
Tu connais le proverbe il n’y a qu’un pas pour finir comme à Guantanamo seul le ciel peut le savoir

Baby allo Hermès Yves saint Laurent
Baby allo Manucure chicha ballon
Baby allo playa restau tel-ho
Baby allo bad bitch fume le yellow

Des années durant j’ai abusé du vice j’avais trop mal à l’intérieur
J’aimerai grimper les parois sont lisses j’me sens même plus comme un terrien
J’ai fait tapis dans la musique j’suis un génie ou le plus grand des caves
J’pense à mon frère qui pointe à la SPIP on a jamais su rentrer dans les cases
J’coupais des plaques dans la 206 j’ai maudis le monde entier j’exprime pas mon ressenti
J’suis devenu froid j’suis devenu distant-sur moi personne dégun a de l’emprise
J’suis l’petit à personne quand j’suis triste j’allume un joint quand j’suis content j’allume un joint OK J’crois qu’y’a un truc qu’est cassé Vais-je un jour trouver ma place ?
Si le bon Dieu me permet d’enfin briser la glace
Rien ne me retient à part ma mère même faire de la musique toute la journée
Je souhaite à tout prix éviter l’enfer mais des fois j’suis bon des fois j’suis mauvais

J’suis de 99 j’ai 99 problèmes j’connais la haine pas l’amour trop souvent ça mène à la mort
Tu connais le proverbe il n’y a qu’un pas pour finir comme à Guantanamo seul le ciel peut le savoir

Baby allo Hermès Yves saint Laurent
Baby allo Manucure chicha ballon
Baby allo playa restau tel-ho
Baby allo bad bitch fume le yellow

Eng:
I’ve changed so much, I don’t recognize myself when I talk
I finally got my revenge, there’s money at stake when I spit my rage
I’ve seen too much of the factory, gotta break the cage, my name’s written at the bottom of the page
I pray when I’m not high, I know everyone gets their turn, rumors don’t hold weight
I know hard work pays off as long as the beats aren’t sampled, I see what’s going around
Making a living ain’t easy, you gotta give it all for your crew
For the bottle I’ll hand you a bruise, I carry my balls and my carats
She thinks I’m vulgar, but when I was young, you weren’t there
God guides me, that’s true — but I never lower my guard
Hell is other people, I sleep with one eye open like a harag*
I’m cold like permafrost, at night I kill myself with Frozen
Never leave the cave, I send tracks by the dozen

I’m from ’99, got 99 problems
I’ve known hate, not love — too often it leads to death
You know the saying — there’s only one step before ending up like in Guantanamo
Only heaven can know

Baby hello Hermès, Yves Saint Laurent
Baby hello manicure, hookah, balloon
Baby hello beach, restaurant, hotel
Baby hello bad bitch smoking yellow

For years I drowned in vice, too much pain inside
I’d like to climb up but the walls are slick, I don’t even feel human anymore
I went all in on music — I’m a genius or the biggest fool
I think of my brother going to probation, we never fit in any box
I was cutting slabs in the 206, cursed the whole world, never shared how I felt
I got cold, I got distant — no one’s got control over me
I belong to no one; when I’m sad, I light a joint, when I’m happy, I light a joint — OK
I think something’s broken — will I ever find my place?
If God lets me finally break the ice
Nothing holds me back except my mother, even making music all day long
I try my best to stay out of hell — but sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m not

I’m from ’99, got 99 problems
I’ve known hate, not love — too often it leads to death
You know the saying — there’s only one step before ending up like in Guantanamo
Only heaven can know

Baby hello Hermès, Yves Saint Laurent
Baby hello manicure, hookah, balloon
Baby hello beach, restaurant, hotel
Baby hello bad bitch smoking yellow