Vas-y monte dans la ‘gov on va
Fuir le temps d’un son on a
Trop de problème donc on nage
A contre courant
Nique les codes nique les institutions
On fais ça sans déduction mais on charge lourd comme des orang-outang
Le rap frérot c’est donnant donnant
Si t’as pas de cash y’aura pas d’coup d’pouce
Nous on a perdu espoir de pop
Et depuis tout roule
On est juste focus sur la qualité
Tous les jours en quantité
Putain on se croirait en chine
Je vais tout faire pour que mes gosses ne mettent jamais de sapes qui Viennеnt de Shein
Yo frérot qui m’aime mе suive
Le SJ il est sectaire mentalité de suisse profite de ceux qui deal cette terre
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
J’espere que crey et ygma
Garderons la foi
X2
It’s been a long day at work, I just wanna go home
Doesn’t matter where you at, it will never be like home
But they don’t wanna hear it, they want me to spend my time
And money on my clothes and some hoes so i could feel “alive” HAHAH
What a joke ! I’m makin music with my dogs even though we’re broke
Doesn’t matter b#tch, in front of people never choke huh
Cause we’re woke b#tch, you don’t want this smoke b#tch
And we’re working see our enemies lurking
And we’re burning many herbs we’re shirking
Mais pas tous les jours non faut pas déconner
f#ck l’industrie musicale ouais j’suis désolé mais
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
J’espère que YGMA et le G garderont la foi
X2
J’me vends comme un bosseur hors pair, j’prend les gens de mon grand air
J’ai beau taffer dure mais j’arrive pas à la cheville d’mon grand père
Avoir une belle carrière s’adresse au gens qui persevere
Ou à mon parrain qui est tailleur de pierre
Et j’me dis
Qu’j’aurais qu’à rier
Le jour ou j’aurais carry
Pour pas un billet
J’voulais les bijous qui n’arrêtent pas d’briller
Mais j’crois, qu’j’vais devoir me rhabiller
Sa rime à quoi ?
Avoir la foi
Pour avoir foy
J’arrête le son
J’arrête le mix
J’tombe dans l’alcool
J’ai une chié d’projet
Des chouettes idées
Qui n’aboutissent à rien
Toujours le même
Trin-trin quotidien
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
Le rap c’est mort pour moi
J’espere que crey et great g
Garderons la foi
X2
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CARRIERE Lyrics English
Go rising in the ‘gov we’re going
Flee the time of a sound we have
Too much problem so we swim
Against a current
Codes nique institutions
We do this without deduction but we charge heavy like orang-outang
Rap Frérot is giving giving
If you have no cash would not help
We have lost hope of pop
And from every roll
We are just focus on quality
Every day in quantity
f#cking one would think in China
I will do everything so that my kids never put saps who come from Shein
Yo Frérot who loves me this followed
The SJ is sectarian mentality of Switzerland take advantage of those who deal this land
The rap is dead for me
The rap is dead for me
I hope that crey and ygma
Keep faith
X2
It’s Been Long Day at Work, I Just Wanna Go Home
DOESN’T MATTER WHERE YOU AT, IT WILL NEVER BE LIKE HOME
But they do not wanna hear it, they want me to spend my time
And money on my cloths and somes hoes so i couldf feel “alive” hahah
WHAT A JOKE! I’m Makin Music with My Dogs Even Though We’re Broke
DOESN’T MATTER b#tch, IN FRONT OF PEOPLE NEVER CHOKE HUH
Cause We’re Woke b#tch, You Do not Want This Smoke b#tch
And We’re Working See our Enemies Lurking
And We’re Burning Many Herbs We’re Shirking
But not every day do not mess up
f#ck the music industry yeah I’m sorry but
The rap is dead for me
The rap is dead for me
I hope Ygma and the g will keep faith
X2
I’m selling like an outstanding bosser, I think the people of my great air
I have a hard time tapping but I can not at the ankle of my grandfather
Have a good career addresses people who persevere
Or my godfather who is stone tailor
And I’m saying
That I would have to laugh
The day I would have carry
For not a ticket
I wanted the bijous who do not stop shining
But I think I had to get dressed
His rhymes what?
Have faith
To have Foy
I stop the sound
I stop the mix
I feel in alcohol
I have a hier of project
Owl ideas
Who do not succeed
Always the same
Daily trin-trin
The rap is dead for me
The rap is dead for me
I hope Cry and Great G
Keep faith
X2
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Space J Lyrics – CARRIERE