PARIS #Freestyle

Damn
Rico

Life hits me hard, but that’s how I like it, you know?
(Give it to me, yeah, yeah)
I roll with my demons, got a kilo of coke in my bra (ey, ay)
Two girls on my phone and another one for my head

They know I show up for the smoke and the vibes
To me, it’s all signs, it messes with my mind, don’t point at me (yeah)
You guys think you’re from the Bronx but were born in Linare'
And don’t call the cops (what? What?) 'cause your dads are coming

I’ve left my girls hooking up with gangsters and killers
I don’t fall for guys, I ruin them
They keep throwing hints, I’m out here living life
I look like a roulette wheel in a casino (yeah)

One day in first class, another in a Nissan Qashqai (yeah)
We don’t tell you shit, 'cause I’ve spilled it all
These people act like gangsters, but I’m the one they buy from
I never have the right, but you always give it to me (yeah, eh)
I’ve got more cats than an alleyway
They don’t mess with my head, I don’t have a heart (nah, nah)
I’m on the balcony counting bills
While I think about who to dedicate the next song to (ha, ha)
I’m like a man, laughing at my own skin, with whiskey in my glass
I smoke some shit, look at my little brother, light it up and pass it
I’m a case, if needed, more than one, with a slap
If I go out, I can’t control myself, when I go out, I lose it

I’ve left my girls hooking up with gangsters and killers
I don’t fall for guys, I ruin them
They keep throwing hints, I’m out here living life (ah)
I look like a roulette wheel in a casino

Life hits me hard, but that’s how I like it, you know?
(Give it to me, give it to me)
I roll with my demons, got a kilo of coke in my bra
Two girls on my phone and another one for my head

I laugh at my own skin with whiskey in my glass
The queen of the scene, oh
I laugh at my own skin with whiskey in my glass
I laugh at my own skin with whiskey in my glass
Rico
I laugh at my own skin with whiskey in my glass