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[Intro]
J.V.L.I.V.S

[1st verse]
You know that we need the takings, it's God who guides
Over there, living off burglary, living off the hustle
Bullet proof ride like in Corsica, progressing without father, without mentor
3.5.7 under the raincoat, we come when the children are asleep
Wax in the ziplock, retail packaged
Too many microphones in the appartment, moving the coke in Smart
The hash and the lettuce, part of the mores like the Olympique
Way too involved, way too marked
Tipsy near the horloge, y'know we love the ruckus
Pull out a lighter, I light up the cloth sticking out from the cocktail
Two hoes in the 500, parked in front of the hotel
I need oxygen, it ends up in a blood bath
10k on a whim, I already have suffered too much
And be worried if I’m the one holding the bottle
My pain in the Vodka, often bad karma
But we don’t drive around in Volvo, we only sell the pasta
And fuck off the cops, fuck off the Bishop
I need an ocean of bleach to wash away my sins
Got 3.6.5 hurry
And if we dumped you yesterday, we will never call you back
S.R.P.J, dirty story, the harvest will come back
J.V.L.I.V.S but alcohol will come back
CZ and automatics, it scares away the nation
Baby, I’ll still love you when there'll be no more passion
[Chorus]
Paranoid, I can’t give too much love
But out of love, I think I'ma become paranoid
I have forgiven but I’ve given too much out of love
And since I was young, dough makes me nervous
Paranoid, I can’t give too much love
But out of love, I think I'ma become paranoid
I have forgiven but I’ve given too much out of love
And since I was young, dough makes me nervous

[2nd verse]
Trying to find your weakness, also the pressure points
Been a while that we’re no longer rude, and if we're on you, it’s tough
Trying to find your adress, trying to find two millions
Trying to find the flaw in the case, trying to find the procedural violations
Always twisted ideas when we enter the bank
I'ma do like Franck Lucas, in two years, I’ll be in the Roucas-Blanc
And say “Halleluia” if we didn't find you
Tensed when there’s huge stakes involved, when there’s big money and all
There’s moolah, kiddo, for sure your nose is going to bleed
Easy chair at the hood's entrance, nothing but fish scale
Here where not really lovers, here we’re not really dreamers
A ski mask, a revolver: shooting like Larry Hoover

[Chorus]
Paranoid, I can’t give too much love
But out of love, I think I'ma become paranoid
I have forgiven but I’ve given too much out of love
And since I was young, dough makes me nervous