Paroles:
Dennis Matt

notre amour, qu'tes affaires ne nous blessent pas A chaque pas en avant notre vie va a reculons J'ai peur de l'affront ! Allo ! Refrain Matt Je voulais

[Verse 1:] In a world that seems so fake, artificial everything; oh I just want be real, I gotta say how I feel, can't wait. Always looking at myself

would be is an arguement. It doesnt really matter. what really sucks it's that we're gonna let it happen, no one's afraid of becoming stagnant or stale anymore. It doesnt really matter

Traduction: Wertz, Matt. Que vais-elle ressemble.

[B.G.] Ain't this a bitch (Hook-2x) If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry [B.G. {talking

Please direct my call like string and cans through halls I made some out of led and I tried them out from bed couldn't make it through the wall turn

would be is an arguement. It doesnt really matter. what really sucks it's that we're gonna let it happen, no one's afraid of becoming stagnant or stale anymore. It doesnt really matter