MOHA LA SQUALE - T'étais où ? (English lyrics)

Intro :
There’s no mean people. There’s dumb people, but it’s not their fault, hein ! There’s people that are afraid, and don’t accept the fact that they’re afraid, and that’s their fault”

Chorus (X2) :
Who are you ? What do you want ? Where were you ? I was all alone
Not a single cigarette, not a single blunt wrap
I almost didn’t make it
I speak about the past a lot
Because I don’t like band aids
The present is now, and I’m doing dirt now
La Squale, La Banane
La Squale is gonna play you
I eat the carot, I don’t chit chat, I don’t have any homies
My security is a condom
I’m gonna make a killing (X2)
I’ll blow the Bank up

Unique verse :
Where were you ? What do you want ? I was hungry, you could see it
Come on now, as a thug without a cent, you would become a beggar
I was the one that was shivering on the streets, I was cold
From noon to midnight all year, I was hungry
And I would run away from the cops like it was nothing
La Squale gets busted homie, it became a normal thing
It’s only normal, those bastards dream of catching me
They would love to see me at Fleury
Homie you flopped, La Squale is at Florent
I’m climbing up the hill and don’t try to stop me
Your time is counted, me I’m counting paper
The bullshitter betrayed me, you and me, it’s over
Or else I’m gonna do you, if you talk about my mishaps
Jackal, I’m careful and I won’t keep my mouth shut
I came to make you shut up, I’m a hell of a glutton
A hell of a shark that is gonna smoke the godfather
The streets drove him crazy, but Moha is ready
You’re not ready, every Sunday, shit is straight
J’te mets sur le tarot parce que t’es une carotte
The streets is real like his girlfriend giving you a call
I got busted in my appeal sentence because your homie snitched on me
With him, you did it all because he’s stalking about your mishaps
La Squale is putting an end to it, I’m careful around your friends
You show off a lot, that’s the reason why I’m careful
I’m starving kind of like Pancani
Very far from Pinocchio, I’m not lying I’m biting the cake
No one never spoiled me, La Squale, the street, the real one
And the truth, where were you ? I was all alone
Just me and my pocket, homie, I would dream of owning a Porsche
I’m going there alone, I’m gonna eat, the time is now
My present is tomorrow, Bendero the R1
And he’s looking at his villa, he’s looking at hos villa !