L’Algérino – Allo Maman (English lyrics)

1st verse :
My souvenirs are intact, I remember, I was happy
Little shy boy, I didn’t give a fuck about euros
But everything gets more complicated when you become a teenager
You need money, and I’m trap between two incandescent fire
Everything accelerates, I’m having school problems
Not because I’m dumb but because I need me a salary
France is a country where the ambitious dies
My teacher told me “you’ll never never succeed, little arab”

So I smoke, so I drink
I’m hanging out in the hall, mom is starting to worry about me
Fuck school, alcohol and cannabis
I’m wasting my time, I’m getting drunk, I’m killing myself at hotel Iblis

Chorus :
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
I’m selling out my concert rooms, but I feel so lonely
I’m in my fog, I lost my compass
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
For all those heart beats just for you
Sorry for all the worries that you get just for me

2nd verse :
I’m having doubts about my life, I’m having doubts about my friends
Betrayed, I changed a few of them like when you throw empty boxes away at the garbage
I’m smoking joints in philosophy class
I don’t give a fuck about Pythagore, I would decipher Luciano’s punchlines
On my spare time, I play soccer
From fight to fight, my reputation is growing bigger
People back in the days would dream of walking on the moon
Nowadays, we only think on making money

So I fly (fly) I fly (fly) I fly (fly) I fly away
So I steal, nothing much, just a few petty thefts
I’ve got homies that are getting locked up, I’m luckier than some of them
R.A.P kept me from straying away
On a piece of paper, I escape from the projects
My mom thinks I’m crazy, she thinks I’m talking to myself
She prays for her son while scrubbing the floor

Chorus :
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
I’m selling out my concert rooms, but I feel so lonely
I’m in my fog, I lost my compass
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
For all those heart beats just for you
Sorry for all the worries that you get just for me

3rd verse :
Hamdoullah, today, I’ve got a hell of a salary
I haven’t seen or heard anything, I swear on my mother’s head
People don’t know what goes on inside my head, my brother
No one gave a shit about me back when I was lower than dirt
Tell the Malo, how much struggled
I worked day and night, while others where praying
I’ve never been jealous, I would wait on my time
I was waiting patiently for life to do me a favor

I was waiting on my time, no time for tears
(Yeah yeah yeah) some rage and some heart
I’m young and I’m strong, and I’m pouring my heart out
The music that gives hope to the youngin’
Gte up and fight youngin’
I surpass and transcend myself
Fuck these whore, I’m not afraid of ending up in blood
You betrayed me, I hate you
Mehlish my friend, we’ll all end up together in ashes
Get up and fight youngin’

Chorus :
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
I’m selling out my concert rooms, but I feel so lonely
I’m in my fog, I lost my compass
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)
Allo mom booboo (booboo) allo mom booboo (booboo)

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