J’arrive en outsider Paul and Shark et Stone Island j’connais le secteur
J’suis sur le front de la 3eme guerre elle est froide et capitaliste y’a plus rien à becter
Balistique spéciale j’ai un grand coeur sous les pectoraux est-ce j’te respecterai
Parce que t’as fais plus d’euros jamais j’te prospecterai
T’as pu voir ma tête à la station service tous les jours dehors faut qu'je gratte mon billet
Mon coeur est froid comme l’hiver en Serbie quand j’te parles de neige toi tu penses qu’à skier
J’rentre la mâchoire endolorie j’le fais pour des grosses sselias colorées
Bah ouais on s’arrête pas toi tu temporise j’viens d’Montpellier j’suis pas d’la France de Bolloré
Ça sent le SP95 sur un parking l’ambiance est ténébreuse
J’me sens tout seul pourtant on est 15 ici bas chaque jour est une épreuve
On s’fait contrôler par les schmits j’suis plus stock que l’plus stock de la brigade
I’ sont attirés par l’odeur du shit mais on leur dit qu’c’est l’odeur des grillades

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J’avais pas un euro mon souhait c’était perdurer

J’suis v’nu tout seul j’dois des sous à personne j’ai mon shlass ta tête j’peux la gifler
J’crois au bon Dieu mais s’tu frottes le l’sol y’a personne qui puisse y remédier
J’suis obligé d’leur parler comme ça j’préviens d’un futur manque de respect
Y’a 20 plaquettes bien caché dans l’sac aujourd’hui je commettrai aucun excès
Juste en bas du bâtiment y’a des teutés à ne surtout pas fréquenter
Mon train d’vie est fatiguant tous les jours je travaille pour qu’on repose en paix
J’touche les plaquettes à 22 j’tourne toute la nuit dans un A45

I’sont arrivés sur d’eux i’sont r’parti bien vite app'ler leurs grands zinc
J’m’en bats les couilles si on m’aime pas-j’ai l’habitude j’pense pas comme ces zemmels
J’arrive fond d’6 et je freine pas c’est tout droit je sais que ça elle aime
T’as parlé dans mon dos quand j’ai fais de l’argent dans le fond tu m’as jamais aimé
Un jour le général a été le sergent c’est le X c’est carré

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Eng:
I’m coming in as an outsider, Paul & Shark and Stone Island, I know the field
I’m on the front line of the third war — it’s cold and capitalist, there’s nothing left to eat
Special ballistics — I’ve got a big heart under my pecs, will I respect you
Just ’cause you made more euros? Never — I don’t play that game
You’ve seen my face at the gas station, every day outside hustling for my cash
My heart’s cold like winter in Serbia — when I talk about snow, you just think of skiing
I come home with my jaw sore, I do it for thick girls with colored hair
Yeah, we don’t stop, while you hesitate — I’m from Montpellier, not from Bolloré’s France
It smells like unleaded 95 on a parking lot, the vibe is gloomy
I feel alone even though there’s fifteen of us here — down here every day’s a test
Cops pull us over — I’m bigger than the biggest guy in their unit
They’re drawn by the smell of weed, but we tell them it’s just the barbecue smoke

The twin-turbo engine might mess with your head
I had zero euros — my only wish was to last

I came alone, owe money to no one, got my blade — I could slap your face
I believe in God, but when you hit rock bottom there’s no one who can fix it
I have to talk to them like this — warning them before they disrespect me
Twenty packs hidden deep in the bag — today I won’t cross the line
Downstairs by the building there are heads you should never hang with
My lifestyle’s exhausting — every day I work so we can rest in peace
I get the packs at 22, drive all night in an A45

They came in all confident — they left quick, calling their big brothers
I don’t give a fuck if they like me — I’m used to it, I don’t think like those suckers
I hit sixth gear and don’t brake, straight ahead — she likes that
You talked behind my back when I made money — deep down you never loved me
One day the general was a sergeant too — it’s the X, it’s solid

The twin-turbo engine might mess with your head
I had zero euros — my only wish was to last

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Am I the prettiest? Am I the flyest?
You can't walk like me, you can't talk like me,
So what you gonna do,
Let’s Go.

All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me,
Who run it,
All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me.

Cuz I'm up, watch me turn it up,
Walking in the club yea yea,
Pull it pull it up, give me what I want.

I'm a big stepper, all eyes on me,
When I walk in, I move like a queen,
Gold on my neck, ice on my sleeve,
I do with real rich, I do with ease.

My money super long, stack super neat,
And I ain't gotta flex but they still try to compete,
My crown super high, my throne super deep,
And I don't lose no sleep,
I just win and repeat.

Cuz I'm up, watch me turn it up,
Walking in the club yea yea,
Pull it pull it up, sipping from my cup yea yea,
And I'm super fly and you know whatsup yea yea,
I'm just swiping by, give me what I want.

All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me,
Who run it,
All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me.

I'm shameless, find me in the bag girl pages,
Soon as you get home, gimme that,
And your wages,
You like it don't you, yea we on the same pages,
I'm rude and I'm famous, I take a lot of patience.

Now baddies come in threes and the money come go early,
So gimme all the cheese,
You don't need it, you ain't worthy,
And look me in my eyes and show me all your pearlys,
Bet you've never ever seen a body this curvy.

All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me,
Who run it,
All them eyes on me, all them eyes on me ya ya,
All them eyes on me.