La vie qu’on mène Lyrics (English Translation) – Limsa d’Aulnay, ISHA

Read the full La vie qu’on mène (English Translation) lyrics by Limsa d’Aulnay and ISHA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Limsa Daulnay’s music, you can also explore Ça suffit pas, another song by Limsa Daulnay.

[Verse 1: Limsa d’Aulnay]
We were hanging out three of us in the lobby or three of us in the basement
They say I’m a king without a throne, that I’m a king without a crown
Me, I’m on top, I live a grandfather’s life
I never wanted to reign, I never wanted to crawl, I just want to live in peace
It was your decision, you wanted to (??)
The pepper, you wanted to deny it
My heart, you left it in pieces
They wanted to hustle like in Clignancourt
He has the stash and the clients for it
He’ll have to face the penalty he incurs
9.3.6, I repeat it in every track

I don’t have Ninho’s subscribers, no abs, no lats
But don’t worry, there’s no awkwardness, I’m not handsome, I’m not buff
But when I rap, I feel crazy, I kill it, I’m totally at ease
We no longer have a sense of values, we no longer have the same sense of prices
They offered me ten grand to wear a t-shirt
They’re crazy in this business
My grandmother, these are sums she can’t even imagine when she prays
I’m telling you this, but actually I still took the ten grand

[Chorus: Yamê]
Given the life we ​​lead
I know we’re not blessed, I remain in denial, my brother
We don’t talk much, it’s in the music that we express our pain
I just keep hustling, hustling
Life keeps testing me, but I’m still authentic
Given the life we ​​lead
I count my steps, plus the money, we… Life is tough, we’re hurting
Given the life we ​​lead
I count my steps, not the money, life is tough, we’re hurting

[Verse 2: ISHA]
Sit down, I’ll lay down the foundations
I’ve got the good beats with the good bass
I do crazy things to the instrumental
I do serious things to the instrumental

I’m one of those who sleep late
I’m a hustler, that’s my code name
(??), that’s another code
Everyone’s screaming like there’s a murder
The vehicle is in sport mode, it’s driving towards Mordor
I’m satisfied when I finish the job and the screen says “job done”
I think about cancer every time I put out a cigarette butt (Yeah)
I see evil everywhere, I can’t wait to be home (Phew)
From time to time, I’m afraid of committing a crime
Cursed poet, hashish, promethazine
I’m paranoid even when they’re my friends
Moods change as soon as the money arrives
I distribute bills to the needy, not even to close family, I’m selective
When my heart calls me, I answer almost everything but I don’t like being taken for a cash machine
Dad arrived from the village and then we got screwed
The year of hardship passes like a decade, man
Who told you we were blessed?
Yeah, who told you we were blessed, man? (Who told you we were blessed?)

[Chorus: Yamê]
Considering the life we ​​lead
I know we’re not blessed, I stay in denial, my brother
We don’t talk much, we express our pain through music
I just keep hustling, hustling
Life keeps testing me, but I stay authentic
Considering the life we ​​lead
I count my steps, and my money, we’re living hard, we’re hurting
Considering the life we ​​lead
I count my steps, and my money, we’re living hard, we’re hurting