C'est bon
These my boys ain't got to say it
Living the life like we made it
True to myself ain't no faking
Hoping one day I scream momma I made it
Grinding so hard in my basement
You would think I was out selling
Drugs on some illegal shit but don't worry because
That's not how my momma raised me
Looking back I am offended
Say they mess with you but they're just pretending (uh)
Looking at all of the dust
Reminiscing over what I once was (uh)
Trying so hard to be cool
They must really think that I am a fool
The disrespect got to reflect back
No time for fake love so I'm going to be rude, look
They go to bars, while I'm on the radio
Dropping the bars, and I'm in the studio
Working on art, doing my part
This shit go hard, we do not stop
Look at me now, I am a beast
Hungry for more, prepare to feast
Me and my niggas are coming eat
So get out the way
On veut du fric, on veut de la money
Le reste? Mais le reste on s'en fiche
On veut du fric, on veut de la money
Le reste? Mais le reste on s'en fiche
King of my niche
Ain't got to prove I'm the best
Just going to get rich
King of my niche
Ain't got to prove I'm the best
Just going to get rich
So I will let them know
I'm a Piano
I will let them know
I'm a Piano
On veut du fric, on veut de la money
Le reste? Mais le reste on s'en fiche
On veut du fric, on veut de la money
Le reste? Mais le reste on s'en fiche
King of my niche
Ain't got to prove I'm the best
Just going to get rich
King of my niche
Ain't got to prove I'm the best
Just going to get rich
So I will let them know
I'm a Piano
I will let them know
I'm a Piano