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Good (Prologue)

(Single verse)
Good, you know me quite well, I’m not this young streaming rapper
I’ve been tried and tested over the years, and I’ve seen cash so congrats to you
Good, I’m from Guinea, the family, Conakry the B gang, the family
I’m not here to flatter friends, no Lamborghini, vroom, vroom to Miami
Good, ah, they’ve forgotten, I've got to come back and clear things up
You don’t stop bullets with a shield, MC, don't make a fool of yourself
Good, we don’t give a toss if you’re not happy, all you have to do is put up with these incompetent people
Who talk millions but don’t even know how to count and can't even fill up concert halls, good
Good, my woman told me to calm down, to do Zumba or coupé-décalé
Don’t worry, dear, it’ll be alright, I’m going to give my all like a Senegalese
Life's hard, many years of struggle, as if I didn’t do what I was supposed to do
Good, that’s how we live and we don’t give a rat's ass about their ideals
I’ve known the life of poverty, I’m a yellow vest with mauve banknotes
Good, people talk, we don’t care, we do our thing while they daydream
My flow jumps them like cockroaches, I step out of the black 4x4
Good, without headlights, my life is a hell of a menu without options
I’m a hothead with cold blood, I’m a party animal in a world without whiskers
It doesn’t smell nice, who wants to give it a try, I’m the Frenchman, I’m the foreigner
I’m the plan A, I’m the plan B, I’ll only come by if the money's good
Good, ah, they’ve forgotten, they're two or three hypocrites, I’m the croupier
They want to destroy me, I stayed loyal, remember that
Good, bear that in mind, because when they see money, they all get excited
Good, I know who’s who, I can tell you without a doubt, I also know those who’ll be at my funeral
If I always win, it’s because I’m a sore loser, oh no, I don’t like that, like the Pervenches, good
I’m in the car, she's on the hood, in the boot, there's a gift
It's a parcel bomb in case you want the hoard, I have enemies left and right, oh boy, good
There are some acquaintances with whom I’ve cut ties, it broke my heart, I’m not going to mention names
It’s true that with them, I was too stupid, too stupid because I was too good
 
[Bridge]
There are some acquaintances with whom I’ve cut ties, it broke my heart, I’m not going to mention names
It’s true that with them, I was too stupid, too stupid because I was too good
 
[Outro]
Good, yeah
Good
The story of the legend Black continues
Once upon a time
 
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