Fame [English translation]

[Intro]

All these people pretending to be “best friend” and acting as if they’ve known you forever, they’re there for the fame, for the glory…

[Single Verse]

All that for the fame, all that for the fame

I don’t know them, for me, these people, they’re there for the fame

They’re there for the women, the money and the power

They swear allegiance for all time, I’d like to lose just to see

Forget it, they’re not worth it; none of the brothers who matter to me have gone missing

None of my enemies deserve that I dig them a grave, I swear, they’re not even worth the spade

Damn, they won’t ruin my peace of mind, these vampires won’t ruin my peace of mind

Pop-corn, I’ll watch their masks fall of, wearing a wig and in my couch

The fans are dying for my return, yeah, nigga, I’m like a loan

They need not worry, if I did 3 du mat, it wasn't to come back with a commercial afterward

All that for the fame, all that for the fame, yeah, yeah

Each to his destiny, don’t envy mine, nigga, that, that’s sloth, hey

It’s hard work that pays, you can ask my staff, while you were sleeping in front of Netflix

I don’t limit myself, I want to make in a single working day, twice your net fixed salary

Fuck, fuck your great speeches, who do you think you are, bitch?

You’ll surely be just a game without cheats, I don’t give a flip provided you feel rich

I don’t give a toss if you feel rich, provided you shake hands with these little freaky bimbos

Impossible to get their attention without money, just like it's impossible to fuck them up without a cudgel

All that for the fame, all that for the fame

Those who keep their word, we respect them; the suckers, we lock them up

We won't change our minds; about that, we’re not moved

Their excuse doesn’t move us, they’re doing it for the fame

All that to shine, all that to shine; values, principles: you must forget them all

Don’t be afraid to go on your knees pleading, you’ll be making use of your reputation like a shield

Post on social media photos of your ass or your tits in a wet t-shirt

Even if, deep down, you feel only a little abased, after a few likes, you’ll ask for thousands

You don’t even need talent anymore to make it in anything, you just need to be a whore and post it

Empty-headed young girl who can hardly count can now invest in real estate

Hair blowing in the wind in the Ferrari, nose completely redone in flour

Be careful, they’re bringing out their claws, go and visit the Angels in Los Angeles if you’ve never done safari

All that for the fame, all that for the fame

I don’t know them, me, those people, they’re there for the fame

• Artist:Lefa