Bitume (feat. SDM)

Yeah, yeah
L2b, l2b, psch, psch, psch
Ocho
9. 4 wood, 9. 4 wood
Yiah

I lost my trust, gave it all to the wrong ones
But they never believed in me, now I've done what they couldn't
And now they come back (but never, never)
I want no ties, I have my reasons (I think about it all the time)

With the grind, with the hustle, I bring it (man, I got what you need)
Betray the crew, never (we only back the real ones down in the trenches)
They always told me: Time is money, I searched for my cash in a quick minute
Stop following me, gotta catch up, most rappers are lagging behind
I already have my plan, I'm sure of myself, my future's set
Even if I rise up high, bro, I won't forget, I came from the bottom of the block

I know I've hurt people in my life but it doesn't matter
The smile of my dad, his last name on the contracts
Sdm, one hundred minus eight, l2b gang, we’re the real ones
It's in our blood, we are the street, you know it’s no lie

I spend my life in the hood, I spend my life in the struggle
And it's been like this for years, for years, it's really dark
I'm here all seasons, I'm here all seasons
Summer, winter, fall, I spend my life in the struggle

We bled too much on the pavement (we bled too much on the pavement)
The struggles, I'm used to it (the struggles, I'm used to it)
You got it, I'm used to it (used to it, used to it)
It brings us back to iTunes (it brings us back to iTunes)

We spend the night under weed, blunt in the one hundred minus eight
We’re solid, problems come quick
At 200 in the ride, don’t roll down the window
And to make moves, I got the details, selling the 0.8

Heading to CDG, I gotta bounce to baby (sheesh, sheesh, sheesh)
Blunt in hand, I look out the window and think about my life (blah blah)
No time for fairy tales, I’m telling you the real
(Fairy tales, I’m telling you the real)
In our crew, only the real, if you’re real, don’t apply
(Only the real, if you’re real, don’t apply)

My face is expressive, I’m not in the fake life
Under the sun in Cocody, I’m talking with Yerim about Ness-bi and Wari
Chillin' with some placali, I don’t want to see the temp job, I left the synth to Dany
No time for the uniforms, we take out the enemies
I don’t want to see the city, I don’t want to see Cali
I don’t pick up the phone, I’m on a little hit

I’ve hurt people in my life but it doesn’t matter
The smile of my mom, I only have family until Kinshasa
Sdm, one hundred minus eight, l2b gang, we’re the real ones
It's in our blood, we are the street, you know it’s no lie

I spend my life in the hood, I spend my life in the struggle
And it's been like this for years, for years, it's really dark
I'm here all seasons, I'm here all seasons
Summer, winter, fall, I spend my life in the struggle

We bled too much on the pavement (we bled too much on the pavement)
The struggles, I'm used to it (the struggles, I'm used to it)
You got it, I'm used to it (used to it, used to it)
It brings us back to iTunes (it brings us back to iTunes)