Ninho – Skywalker Haze Lyrics (English Translation)

[Intro]
Binks
It’s Johnny
Only for this fu*king quality, the blood-gang

[Single Verse]
I’m that young black guy, motivated since I was a kid, my life’s a Gaumont movie
You saw me in town with Sonny, Kalé, my long-haired homies
And I know you’re pissed when I move up, basically, we’re here for the added value
For the dividends and the privileges (And the privileges), and we won’t see each other again
There are too many crazy people in the apartment, I don’t touch anything unless I’ve put on my gloves
I’m coming back tough like a Bamiléké, I’m raising the stakes, I’ve got crazy pasta
My freedom must not be alienated, there’s nothing worse than having a noose around your neck
There’s nothing worse than having a noose around your neck, and there’s only the Good God, who can stop me?
I don’t have a dad in the streets, I lost mine, I cry a little when I’ve had too much to drink, man (Drank too much, man)
I know you’ve got my logic, I’m putting it in his head, no problem, if he tramples on my honor
And at night I wonder what happiness is, having marble everywhere in the bathtub? (Nah)
It’s mostly about taking care of your health, investing in buildings in She-Ca
I’m coming in with ROI. On the chessboard (Binks), kid, I don’t get into the debates (Nah, never)
Kid, I don’t get into the debates
And out comes the Canon, the gunpowder, piña colada and Punta Cana
In the sun, I lie down, I like it when people talk about multi-million dollar deals
Holding companies that own real estate companies, contributions for several houses, yeah
And the Cayenne makes a lot of noise (Oh, hahaha)
Success isn’t just down to chance, there’s work, mom’s prayers
You’re nobody, you play at being a real OG, but I know you’re just a joke
There are the ‘mbila’ in the apartment which contains some photos, handguns
Cheap stuff from the Maghrebi, the first loss at the Enghien casino
We know the risks (Know them), we also know the price Lamborghinis
We were just cruising, the investigation’s got glitches and it’s zooming in
Don’t pretend you’re happy, things are going well for us, you’re just waiting for the day it all goes down (Son of a b!tch)
And I know that, ah (Ah, ah, ah)
Today it’s the Champions League, but I’m not forgetting the local pitch
And I won’t neglect a single cent, because when I don’t have one I get irritable
Île-de-France is a jungle, it’s the BS, South Suburbs, real impact
And I know very well we’re not taking anything with us, but I can’t waste my time or it’s a disaster, bro (Oh-la-la)

[Chorus]
Oh-la-la behind my back they want to scheme, most of them are doing the deed (Deed, huh)
I don’t need anyone to guide me, a M.I.L.S., a Ferrari, huh?
When I was younger, I played cat and mouse with the BAC (Anti-Crime Brigade), the railway police.
And I never gave up on my goals, and I know not everyone’s going back to war (Nope).
Skywalker Haze, presidential suite.
I jotted this down to start, I don’t know if you got the theme.

[Outro]
Huh, huh?
M.I.L.S.
Cuatro
Binks