Ademo (PNL) – Homme du présent (English lyrics)

1st verse :
Leave me alone, let me wander around in the street
Homie, pass me the hash, and I’ll sell it to your bitch
Let me sit down and light up my cigerette
Talk to the brother that is in jail that just (??)
Let me be pissed off, a blank stare
Let me think back on all those that are spending Ramadan in jail
Let me tell you, take care of your mother
Around here we speak with our eyes, no need to make signs with our hands
Leave me alone with my sins, and insult the prison gards
Let me hope that one day Allah will forgive us
Let me sell drugs, knee deep in deep shit
Let me drive fast, music blasting when I’m in the car
Let me lecture the little kids
Let me not answer when a whores calls me
Let me live with those that I love, free
Leave me in peace, it’s better if I remain in peace

Chorus :
Fuck, we all have dreams
It’s as if I was weeded out
Under my cap, I see in Gucci
I just came back from the prison’s visiting room with a piece of hash
And fuck it if we ruin our health
Kiss a brother, check out the sisters
Cool, we’re playing it cool, look at the smile
The cops hate us, the girls blush

2nd verse :
I’m full of hope, I trust my balls
One sigh, I’m used to suffering
Receiving formal notices, fuck tomorrow
Some low bets, we’re struggling, don’t worry, the tiger will get by
Rage before peace
Faith before pay day
I’m Parisian, you already know, neither a Londoner, neither a New-Yorker
Hustling under the building’s hallway, gloves, scarf and beanie
Man of the present, a fight against myslef
We spot the money, your bitch spots us at the party
Even when things are hard the swag is on point in Air Max
We take risk because we’ll take the 10 000 euros suite
No history, we won’t end up in no museum
You know where I live, come over if you want to have fun
I’m too in advance
I give less attention to a bitch’s ass than to my blunt roach

Chorus :
Fuck, we all have dreams
It’s as if I was weeded out
Under my cap, I see in Gucci
I just came back from the prison’s visiting room with a piece of hash
And fuck it if we ruin our health
Kiss a brother, check out the sisters
Cool, we’re playing it cool, look at the smile
The cops hate us, the girls blush

3rd verse :
I would sell coco at night, the morning I would drink a coffee
Wallah, I would go home from Paris to Corbeil drunk as fuck
I would sell coco at night, the morning I would drink a coffee
Wallah, I would go home from Paris to Corbeil drunk as fuck
I sold drugs 24/7, years on the dope spot
Thousands of 20 euros bills, wallah that’s nothing to us
We’re crazy, a go fast on the moon
Some sun on the shades, our lives on the news
Oussa see’s things big like Sosa’s villa
Doesn’t feel right when he’s wearing a suit, mistrustful, so not very social
Likes beautiful women with high heels
When the wolves go out the sheep lay down
Our relationship with the streets was based on feelings, on risk
Getting arrested, at the prison’s new comer unit, with or without Philipp Morris

Chorus :
Fuck, we all have dreams
It’s as if I was weeded out
Under my cap, I see in Gucci
I just came back from the prison’s visiting room with a piece of hash
And fuck it if we ruin our health
Kiss a brother, check out the sisters
Cool, we’re playing it cool, look at the smile
The cops hate us, the girls blush
Fuck, we all have dreams
It’s as if I was weeded out
Under my cap, I see in Gucci
I just came back from the prison’s visiting room with a piece of hash
And fuck it if we ruin our health
Kiss a brother, check out the sisters
Cool, we’re playing it cool, look at the smile
The cops hate us, the girls blush

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