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Don’t take me back to 2015 I never wore Nike I still wore Polo It was her taste not mine She used to like it I wanted to make more money than I could count I spent 2017 on a Whatsapp group There was a gap between me and myself I had no plans back then Nothing but a footstool and five or six fans Meeting Inzaghi, Zizo and Abuleil at Billy With a kickass song that I’ll show to Jimmy I was sure I had an eighth sense I had ambition but not a single penny I wanted to become Timmy Timmy Turner Gold and diamonds, never silver We’re in it and our breath never runs out Diving in, Lege is gonna get it Nothing but his voice, his mic and his laptop Flying from Tanta to Hungary I’m not messing around It’s normal to be a little greedy What I’ve got isn’t for her A little bit of music to carry us along I own my thoughts, tomorrow I’ll buy an island Life hits you today, tomorrow I sign its cast When things get messed up, I handle it She thinks I’m singing for her I hide feelings When they’re useless We don’t delay tomorrow, it didn’t finish me I’m not Hamaki But my plan is I’ll bring the house down Circumstance has no say in this Depression arrives with a bonne nuit I’m in love with a killer depression By the way it’s better to see it coming It’s all good news, like spilling coffee Your belittling means nothing A couple of days and Lege is back in the game When things get messed up, I handle it She thinks I’m singing for her I hide feelings When they’re useless We don’t delay tomorrow, it didn’t finish me I’m not Hamaki But my plan is I’ll bring the house down I come in heavy Bring the pressure Bring them down with a code Disaster when I disappear and come back Lege’s a musician like Farid El Atrash Look who’s setting up checkpoints outside They’re all one mould On the outside hala hala What’s inside only God knows.