Djadja & Dinaz – On s’est fait seul (Englih lyrics)

Intro :
I can’t even count all the hash that I’ve chopped up…
I can’t even count all the hash that I’ve chopped up…

1st verse :
I can’t even count all the hash that I’ve chopped up
But I’m not trying to tell you that I’ve done it all
Since I was a child, homie, I’ve always handled my business all alone
I smoke a little, these days I need to escape reality
Back where I’m from, for the money, we’re all determined, we’re starving
We bounce back on a fraud scheme, we’re making a killing
I’ve got tons of worries, do you understand sweetheart ?
The day of my death is the only time you’ll see a florist
I would like to see a ton of euro bills, blocked over at the drug keeper’s

Bridge :
I need to cop me an Audi
Homie, I swear on my life
They’re jealous of us, they hate us
Homie, I’ll rip their heads off
Yeah I need to make it out of this shit hole
It would be nice to turn this page
I’m loaded from Monday to Monday
On Tuesday I fear they brake my door down

2nd verse :
I’m a street guy homie you recognized me
For my parents homie, I would do anything
He gave you everything, and yet, you keep trying to act like some big shot
He believed in you, yet you betrayed him
Down in the gutter robbing, think on all your brothers that are locked up
I can see the buzz, but I don’t pay any attention to it
Why are they after me, I never asked them anything
I don’t owe nothing to no one except for the one who held me in her arms
And I’m waiting for my time to come, you think life is like in GTA

Chorus (x2) :
We’re the best and we made ourselves
You’ll end up in jail or in a shroud
The clean money is calling me, I hang up on her
I’m too greedy, I want to eat everything
That’s the reason why they’re after me

3rd verse :
Connexion with the team, we’re coming through
Keep an eye on your safe and on your house
We’re in the neighborhood
Don’t stay around if you’re not of age
I’ll be in the projects this summer and on the islands in winter
I’m making a killing in these streets like Dinaz on a CR
Wallah I need to get the hell away from here
The streets are changing us
5-0, the cops are passing through
Obsessed by the cash
The streets are changing us
Wallah I need to get the hell away from here
5-0, the cops are passing through
Obsessed by the cash

Chorus (x2) :
We’re the best and we made ourselves
You’ll end up in jail or in a shroud
The clean money is calling me, I hang up on her
I’m too greedy, I want to eat everything
That’s the reason why they’re after me

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