Derniers réglages [English translation]

[Intro]

Mouths to feed: I’ve got no choice, I’ve make a sweep of everything

The building's in progress, I’m coming with my tools

They told me, “You’re looking for success, go on, you’re there”

That's when you hear a stranger say to you, “You’ve forgotten me”

[Couplet 1]

At the moment, life’s good, performance, never flopped

Never done cocaine, not under the tutelage of a star

The song’s played in the Cayennes and in the Clios

In the hoods, in the flashy residences and in the homes of the dealers and their clients

No need to read the flyer, don’t worry, everything’s clear

I’m the new owner, I've already got two copies of the keys

You force people to respect you and you'll lose it in no time

A kid pulls a fast one on you, yet you could be his father

That’s the way it is, the game's without mercy, always the same routine

A little recognition and the suckers jump on you like they’re possessed

I’m used to it, that’s man for you, I don’t think he’ll change anytime soon

No, he spends the first months of his life suckling, so it’s no surprise

Impossible to be number one without crushing others, who’s

Ever met a king who was willing to share his throne?

If you think you’re some sort of crusader, know that the last one died right here

Nobody's mourning him, he’s in the earth, covered with fertilizer and pesticides

[Refrain]

Meet me in the dead of night, I’ll be adding the final touches

When the building’s completed, I’ll settle on the last floor

I tracked the haters conspiring against me at three a.m.

Saw them coming from afar, like cops disguised as hooligans

My thoughts are so dark that all the lights went out

If you’re looking for me, I advise that you send a drone to track me

I gunned down some haters conspiring against me at three a.m.

Some of them are throwing glances but, over here, they’re not eyes, they’re tasers

[Verse 2]

What’s the album going to be like? Don’t ask questions, I’m sending for the poison

I don’t get caught up in delusions, I’m the type that tears down walls

I show attitude in the pictures and in the music videos

Don’t hold it against me if I show off a bit, the team’s won too many trophies

Behind the controls in the cockpit, a few haters in the cargo area

They’ll die gnashing their teeth in their bid to bite the hand that fed them

It’s already season four, damn, it’s happening so fast

Since the very first episode, I’ve had the same desire

The goal is to carry off everything, I’m not the only one who thinks they deserve it

If the rubber busts this time, I’m handing my kids over to the city authorities

I didn’t say anything the first time, how many of them have taken it all away from me

They know my medleys off-head, they’ll never admit it openly

I’m in the oven, preparing the next, on the table there are five plates

I’ll have them all, I’ve got to say that it was much easier when there were seven of them

There are rumors of we've split, I’ll let you know when it’s true

I’m not yet done with the game, I’ll be done when it’s over

[Refrain]

Meet me in the dead of night, I’ll be adding the final touches

When the building’s completed, I’ll settle on the last floor

I tracked the haters conspiring against me at three a.m.

Saw them coming from afar, like cops disguised as hooligans

My thoughts are so dark, the lights all went out

If you’re looking for me, I advise that you send a drone to track me

I gunned down some haters conspiring against me at three a.m.

Some of them are throwing glances but, over here, they’re not eyes, they’re tasers

[Outro]

Yah yah, getting back in shape

Yeah, Next album is on my phone, yeah

• Artist:Lefa
• Album:Next album est dans mon phone