ZOLA – 7.65 (English lyrics)

Intro :
L1, L2, R1, R2
Zola, 2019, Truth Records
Parc aux Biches
AWA the mafia my nigga

1st verse :
My fiend has the same hair style as Puyol, with a million, I’ll change country
With a million, I’ll change country, change wife, change routine and why not change currency
In the streets, money is what divides us, brothers are out to get you over some lame business
Brothers holla at me just because I’m buzzin’, but I don’t give a fuck, when I first started, I wanted everything except fame

Chorus :
7.65, always on me, I keep it
Mentally strong, the metal and two three bullets, yeah
Back then it was hit and runs, robberies and brawls, yeah
But I plan on takign everything that there is to take, I swear it

2nd verse :
Yeah, this is Zolaski from Evry, zigzaging on the highway, the competition lost weight
Don’t tray to act like a bandit, a narcos, fucker, because that’s my cash that is under your bed
Yeah, that’s my cash that is under you bed, I pull out a machine gun
like Tony
Weapons of war like Tony Montana, I reappear on the camera wearing different outfits
On the dope spot, number 7 like Robinho, I’m more Batman than Robin
Of course, my house, has mines around it, I erase the proofs with the water tap
The police thought they were dominating me, I put the rest of the hash at the (??)
This one, is for the anti crime brigade, those bitches who wants to stop us from making a killing

Chorus :
7.65, always on me, I keep it
Mentally strong, the metal and two three bullets, yeah
Back then it was hit and runs, robberies and brawls, yeah
But I plan on takign everything that there is to take, I swear it

3rd verse :
Yeah, bro, it’s winter, I didn’t change my Parka, I’m shivering
A brand new stack, a brand new outfit thanks to the drugs and selling bars of hash
Why is it that,  whenever I try to make a call from in police custody, nobody answers ?
Whyis it that,  whenever I get out of police custody, there’s a medal missing on my bracelet ?
My whore is flossing in the sports car, I pass her the blunt roach and she throws it out the window
3.6 litre, I blow her credit card up by pouring in a maximum of litres
My lifestyle isn’t like yours, my lifestyle isn’t like yours
And if you try to copy, in the best cases, my nigga, you’ll fail

Chorus (X2) :
7.65, always on me, I keep it
Mentally strong, the metal and two three bullets, yeah
Back then it was hit and runs, robberies and brawls, yeah
But I plan on takign everything that there is to take, I swear it

ZOLA – 7.65 (English lyrics)