It's been a while, shit I missed the rehab, psyche was gone Hey mama don't worry no more What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in? Do you want to leave 'em hating? September I finished it Face to face you ain't gon' do shit Didn't buy a car, I bought a lens What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in? Why you mad? What you mean? Damn damn, goddamn Credits!I'll Be Back!
Ain't no room for rest when demons whisper "We should've won"
Ain't no room for miseria when you got all you want
You think I'm back at it, guess what ya Hmar, never been gone
Made 100k just from the store
Another million to record
The bailiff's daughters at my
shows
I'm twice as blessed as I'm ignored
I need less but I want more
I still do my shit alone, 'cause alone is way too much
And they say
Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been?
Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?
Rilès back at it, Rilès never left
Or do you want to elevate 'em?
Do you want to keep the paving?
Boy you better not lose your patience
Dissed by nation, 'cause it's the fashion
But time's gon make all it's sense
I can do my shit alone, 'cause we're many in my head
November on the scene
Till December I built the entire store and made the prints
Enero till April busy directing and cutting clips
GH5, CS6
Lost some time but it's on fleek
'Cause of course it's the internet
From all the letters I did receive
No one had
the guts to come at my face
Niggas play roles
Niggas do flex
Niggas sell weed just to buy a street cred
So eat my balls
Suck another dick
And try to find yourself
DIdn't buy a chain, I bought a MX with a RED
DIdn't buy to flex
I'm better spending all I got to invest in my craft
And triple-double all the blessings from my gains
It's all on me, if you talk 'bout bread
It's all on me, ain't no swank, don't
sweat
It's all on me, 'cause it began like we
Only figures flip, no I didn't change
And they say
Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been?
Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?
Rilès back at it, Rilès never left
Pussy feelings
Why you moan? What you feel?
When your ear me
Why you stalk?
Why you here?
Why you talk?
Is it fear?
What's your life?
Probably som' sad and no worth so
Which one do you wish for me, bish
Why do you preach for?
"Please never switch you a real one!"
Rich boy, will he rejoin what he reached for?
Still fresh out the sheol, wasn't shit tho
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn
damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Writer(s): Riles Kacimi, Musashipurojekuto
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La traduction de !I'll Be Back! de Rilès est disponible en bas de page juste après les paroles originales
It's been a while, shit I missed the rehab, psyche was gone
Ain't no room for rest when demons whisper "We should've won"
Ain't no room for miseria when you got all you want
You think I'm back at it, guess what ya 7mara, never been gone
Hey mama don't worry no more
Made 100k just from the store
Another million to record
The
bailiff's daughters at my shows
I'm twice as blessed as I'm ignored
I need less but I want more
I still do my shit alone, 'cause alone is way too much
And they say
What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in?
Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been?
Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?
Rilès back at it, Rilès never left
Do you want to leave'em hating?
Or do you want to elevate'em?
Do you want to keep the paving?
Boy you better not lose your patience
Dissed by nation, 'cause it's the fashion
But time's gon make all it's sense
I can do my shit alone, 'cause we're many in my head
September I finished it
November on the scene
Till December I built the entire store and made the prints
Enero till April busy directing and cutting clips
GH5, CS6
Lost some time but it's on fleek
Face to face you ain't gon' do shit
'Cause of course it's the
internet
From all the letters I did receive
No one had the guts to come at my face
Niggas play roles
Niggas do flex
Niggas sell weed just to buy a street cred
So eat my balls
Suck another dick
And try to find yourself
Didn't buy a car, I bought a lens
DIdn't buy a chain, I bought a MX with a RED
DIdn't buy to flex
I'm better spending all I got to invest in my craft
And triple-double all the blessings from my gains
It's all
on me, if you talk 'bout bread
It's all on me, ain't no swank, don't sweat
It's all on me, 'cause it began like we
Only figures flip, no I didn't change
And they say;
What the fuck is on? Who the fuck is in?
Where the hell you at? Where the hell you been?
Who the fuck is she? Who you dealing with?
Rilès back at it, Rilès never left
Why you mad? What you mean?
Pussy feelings
Why you moan? What you feel?
When your ear
me
Why you stalk?
Why you here?
Why you talk?
Is it fear?
What's your life?
Probably som' sad and no worth so
Which one do you wish for me, bish
Why do you preach for?
"Please never switch you a real one!"
Rich boy, will he rejoin what he reached for?
Still fresh out the sheol, wasn't shit tho
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Damn damn, goddamn
Damn, goddamn, goddamn
Traduction !I'll Be Back! - Rilès
Ça fait un sacré moment ; merde, j'ai manqué ma cure de désintox, ma psyché s'en était allée
Pas de place pour le repos quand les
démons murmurent : "On aurait dû gagner."
Pas de place pour la souffrance quand tu as tout ce que tu veux
Tu me crois de retour à mon poste ; je suppose que toi, le grand chef, tu n'est jamais parti
Hé, maman, tu n'as plus à t'en faire
J'ai fait cent mille grâce au magasin
Encore un million à réaliser
Les filles de l'huissier assistent à mes concerts
On me bénit deux fois plus qu'on ne m'ignore
J'ai besoin de moins, mais j'en veux davantage
Je continue à faire mes trucs dans mon coin, car la solitude c'est déjà beaucoup
Et ils disent
Mais qu'est-ce qui se passe, bordel ? Qui est là, bon sang ?
Mais où tu es, putain ? Où est-ce que t'étais passé ?
Qui c'est, elle ? Avec qui tu fais affaire ?
Rilès est de retour, Rilès n'est jamais parti
Tu veux les laisser me démolir
Ou tu veux les élever ?
Tu veux continuer à rester dans l'action ?
Mec, tu ferais mieux de ne pas
perdre patience
Critiqué par la nation, car c'est la tendance
Mais à tout ça, le temps va donner du sens
Je peux mes faire trucs dans mon coin, car on est plusieurs dans ma tête
En septembre, j'ai terminé
En novembre, sur les lieux
Jusqu'à décembre, j'ai construit tout le magasin et fait les tirages
De janvier à décembre, occupé à réaliser et à couper les clips
GH5, CS6
J'ai perdu du temps, mais c'est parfait
De visu, c'est :
"tu vas pas faire de la merde."
Mais bien sûr, ça c'est sur le net
D'après les lettres que j'ai reçues
Personne n'a eu le cran de venir me le dire en face
Les nègres jouent des rôles
Les nègres se la pètent
Les nègres vendent le herbe juste pour s'acheter une réputation
Alors, bouffe-moi les couilles
Suce une autre bite
Et essaie de trouver
Au lieu d'une voiture, je me suis acheté un objectif
Au lieu d'une chaîne, je me suis acheté
une caméra Red MX
Je n'ai pas acheté pour me la raconter
Je me sens mieux en dépensant tout ce que j'ai pour l'investir dans mon art
Et doubler, voire tripler, toutes les bénédictions que je reçois de mes gains
C'est entièrement grâce à moi, si tu parles d'argent
C'est entièrement grâce à moi, ce n'est pas de l'esbroufe, ne transpire pas
C'est entièrement grâce à moi, car ça a commencé comme si
Les chiffres s'inversaient ; non, je n'ai pas changé
Et ils
disent...
Mais qu'est-ce qui se passe, bordel ? Qui est là, bon sang ?
Mais où tu es, putain ? Où est-ce que t'étais passé ?
Qui c'est, elle ? Avec qui tu fais affaire ?
Rilès est de retour, Rilès n'est jamais parti
Pourquoi t'es furax ? Qu'est-ce que tu veux dire ?
Réactions de fillette
Pourquoi tu pleurniches ? Qu'est-ce que tu ressens ?
Quand tu m'entends
Pourquoi tu me suis ?
Pourquoi t'es ici ?
Pourquoi tu parles ?
C'est la peur ?
Elle est comment ta vie ?
Sûrement triste et sans valeur
Quel genre de vie tu souhaites pour moi, meuf ?
Pourquoi tu me fais des leçons de morale ?
S'il te plaît, n'échange jamais un vrai ami
Ce mec riche, est-ce qu'il va rejoindre ce qu'il a cherché à atteindre ?
Il a beau sortir du trou, c'est pas de la merde malgré tout
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de
merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
Putain, putain, bordel
Putain, bordel de merde
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