All language subtitles for The French Montana Story_ For Khadija_track3_[eng]

Yeah. So, this is the quiet
before the storm comes.

This is my people, man.

The comeback.

A young Moroccan boy.

-
-

That started from the mud.

These are my people.

I put on for my country.

And, you know,
I was the chosen one.

What I do with that power is...

what's-what's really gonna...

put the name on what
I became, you know.

♪ Oh, this is a story ♪

♪ About a young man ♪

♪ That's getting ready
to go off to war ♪

♪ But he leavin' ♪

♪ Said he leavin' ♪

♪ Said he leavin' ♪

♪ Oh, the only woman ♪

♪ That he never had ♪

♪ And this is what he said... ♪

Before I hit that stage,

when I talk to my conscience,
it's like,

I did everything
the best way I could do it.

Started this rap thing,

and from there,
I'm running with it,

and I'm gonna take it
to the top. This is history.

♪ I don't wanna be the one ♪

♪ I wanna love you ♪

I can't sit here
and tell you I'm a superhero.

♪ No, no ♪

I just run with this passion
that I have

when I got a rush or something.

To make it in music, it's not
about the notes you can hit

or the raps
that you can write.

It's just people have
to believe something about you.

Everybody's great
at something.

I'm great at when I get
that sign from God,

I just accomplish things
that I can't explain to you.

You know what I'm saying?
It just happens like that.

I promise you.

The Bronx?

One giant ghetto.

Shit just one giant ghetto.

There's no mansions.
There's no upscale nothing.

It's just the hood, B.

That land is, like,
ordained by God

for immigrants to migrate to

and get they feet wet.

It was Italians, Irish, Jews.

They moved out the Bronx,
then the Puerto Ricans,

the Blacks,
and the Dominicans came in.

Now they moving out.

And now you got the Mexicans
and the real Africans

and the Muslims.

What we got is a bunch
of people

trying to get their way.

This shit is
like gladiator school.

You either prey,
or you're a predator.

There's just
no way around that.

So if you see a motherfucker
come up from the Bronx,

he's a ill nigga.

'Cause there were
so many people

trying for him not to come up.

You get what I'm saying?

We met right here.

This is where I was raised up,
on this floor, 3A.

He's from 3D.

He came to the block.

From there,
we grew a friendship

into a brotherhood.

He was a hell
of a basketball player.

You know, I thought we was going
to the NBA before all of this.

I was looking forward for us
to be on a side court at NBA,

us playing for the Knicks
or something.

The place
to come play ball at.

This is the only place
if you ain't hustling,

right here.

Keep you out of the streets.

Slinging crack rock
or you got a wicked jump shot.

This was the courts right here.

We used to leave out
our apartment,

bump heads together.

And be like, "Yo, like,
what are we gonna do

to get out of here?"

From the start,
it was like,

"How do I escape poverty
without becoming a number?"

There's so much temptation
that you have.

You got to be just as strong,

so my escape route
and my therapy

was playing basketball.

I really started
to understand, like,

when I start going outside,

and I'm seeing dudes
on the corner,

and I'm seeing
the gritty, the grimy.

You're hearing gunshots,
people arguing, gambling,

people getting drunk,
people selling drugs.

What's up, bro?
What's up?

I'm chill, bro.
How y'all doing out here?

See that?

Think you can fuck with me, huh?

Hold up.

Are you ready for me?

Don't be talking,
'cause I'm ready.

Next time I catch you,
I'mma bust your ass.

-Thank you.
-Thank you.

The crazy thing
about French is,

he would sit in the crib
and make highlights of himself,

like, all his best highlights,
like ESPN.

So I would see him
with three cameras on the floor,

all his best basketball
highlights,

and he was sending it
to colleges and shit.

But I guess after he found
about his status,

that shit just killed him.

That shit
broke my heart.

Like, "You can't
go to college and play,"

even though I was getting
recruited by D2, D3 colleges.

I was an immigrant
with no papers,

like, living under the radar
for like ten years.

There's nothing.
I can't go to college

'cause I don't have my papers.

I can't get a job.
I don't have no Social Security.

I have no access to nothing

to become this dream
that I always dreamed about.

I used to look at
my father when I was young

like,
"This nigga look like a star."

If I look like him,
I'mma be a star.

-
-

This is the first thing
that got me out of Africa,

was playing soccer.
I got my first visa.

I went to Spain, to Barcelona.
I played soccer.

That's what opened my eyes
to the rest of the world.

America's land of the dreams.

Land of the free.

I mean, Morocco too,

but the opportunities
are not the same.

You could literally become
the president, United States.

We have a beautiful king.
We love him.

But you cannot be a king here.

When I was 13,
my father was just like,

"Yo, pack your clothes up.
We out."

He just came home one day,
said he had visas to leave.

So we just left.

Honestly...

it was the best thing
that could've happened

was for me to be born
and be in that atmosphere.

I feel it made me
the person I am.

I feel like it made
my hustle relentless.

It just made me
not take no for an answer.

How my father got them visas,
I don't know.

Us watching America,
you know, as kids,

all we see, you know,
are the buildings downtown,

you know,
the sky view of New York.

So they sell you the dream.

They don't show you
that behind those buildings,

there's the nightmare part, too.

Everything was different,
like, people, the streets,

the culture.

Having to adapt to that,

you know,
was like the biggest...

the biggest,
like, accomplishment

as, like, a Moroccan little kid
and having to learn English.

You know what I mean?

So it was
a total transformation.

When you're snatched
out of everything

you know as a kid,

it's almost like,
you know, a culture shock.

They used to call me "Bonjour"
because all I did

was speak French,
and I didn't know English.

After, they were like, "We're
not gonna name you Bonjour.

Your name is 'French.'"
That's how my life started at 13

just right there in the Bronx,
the worst part of the Bronx.

I woke up in a new house.

We moved in
with my father's friend,

and all four of us
had one room.

Me and my brother
would sleep on the floor.

My mother and my father
would sleep in the bed.

It was the grind of all grinds,
welfare, this, that.

My father's out working
every day ten, 12 hours.

Once one business after
the other started collapsing,

it became a nightmare for him.

I remember going with my father

to Harlem to 115th Street
to pick up his money,

because whoever
he opened the store with

is trying to finesse him.

After his businesses
started going down,

guess he went and applied
to get a green card.

And they denied that.

So him facing reality,
"How do I get back on my feet?

Let me go back to Morocco,
where I live like a king."

I remember
when my father wanted to leave.

My little brother was just born.

My pop, he didn't like
the way French was going,

and he wanted to leave French.

Emotions are
the enemies of facts.

My father, he didn't have nobody
to take the anger out on,

so he just started taking
the anger out on us.

This is a real situation now.

My mother, she was tired
of the abuse.

She was tired
of a drunk man coming home

because he lost his money.

I guess she probably saw a side

that she wasn't used to.

I would love
to understand

his intentions, you know?

But when my father left,
a part of me died.

And I never looked back
for that part.

I just remember my mother
working two, three jobs.

Under the table, cash only.

My mother was working
in one of them halal places

where they cut chickens.

And you go there,
you pick what animal you want,

and they slaughter it
in front of you,

and you take it home with you.

That's where my mother
was working at.

I walked in on my mother
one time crying, praying

in the chicken spot.

You don't want to see
your mother like that.

To see
what she was going through,

I was like, "I got to help.
I got to do something."

But French was already
ten steps ahead of me.

I became my father
when he left at an early age.

We're not doing that.
It's gonna stop here.

I'm trying to go to college
'cause I played ball,

and it was like,
"We can't give you scholarship.

You have no papers."
I can't get a job.

I don't got no Social Security.

I'm a real immigrant,
fresh off the boat.

You know what I'm saying?

So it was just like,

what other options you got?

Hit the streets.

Once they kill
your dreams,

you start leaning towards

the things that you know
is gonna get you the fast money.

The difficult part,
knowing that my mother

just sacrificed
everything for us.

And if I get locked up,
I just smacked her in the face.

But knowing
if I don't take these chances,

she gonna be working
at this chicken place 12 hours,

for a hundred dollars a day.

The only thing you can do
is take those chances.

So, Lafontaine
High School.

So, I used to go to school.

Every day, there was somebody
out there pumping,

crack, whatever,
anything you want.

There was a barbershop
right downstairs.

Everything that goes on
get talked about there.

He a legend out here,
man, for real.

For real,
one of the last few standing.

You're a legend in my book.

-Feel me?
-My man.

Let them know, you used to be
cutting my hair, I had a vest.

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, all that.

Yeah, you sure you want
to go into that?

Yeah. That was the bad times,

-wasn't it?
-Yeah, yeah.

You ain't want
to go through that, did you?

I tried to tell you 'bout that.

But like I said,

y'all little kids
was hardheaded,

you know?

-You don't listen to nothing.
-Doug was cutting my hair.

So he cutting my hair
from the back.

He go like this to the joint.

He like,
"What is this, a vest on?"

Yeah. "What is this, a vest on?

What you bringing in my store?"

Yeah, things like that.

I was getting a cut,
and I had to have a hoodie on,

the vest under,
and a 40 right in my pocket.

And I'd be like, "Yo, Doug,
cut me facing the door."

-You know?
-Yeah, facing the door.

So nothing happens to you.

-Yo, Doug, you can talk on here.
-Yeah. You kept me sharp, too,

'cause when you came around,
what I got to carry?

-
- Right?

Nah, Doug, man,
you still over there, same spot?

Yeah, yeah, I'm still
at the same spot.

When y'all go in
and out of jail,

I'm still in the same spot.

-Nah, I've been doing good.
-I ain't going nowhere.

-I've been doing good, you know?
-Yeah, I hope so.

I was like 18 years old
when I started selling drugs.

I wasn't really thinking
about the drugs.

I was thinking about
getting deported.

There wasn't no social media

where you could become
an influencer.

The influencers was
the drug dealers.

That's all you see
when you walk outside.

So, people got the Montana
from Scarface, Tony Montana.

It was just an immigrant story,

him just making his way
from a dishwasher

all the way to being the boss.

You know?
That was the only time.

Escaping poverty was
the only time my spirits was up.

So we would all come together.

We would all sling whatever
the fuck we got to sling,

whether it's guns,
it's coke, weed, this, that.

At first I did it
to get my mother out of there,

and it became something
that it was just like,

"Oh, I can make
this type of money?"

Got a Range Rover.

Living in a one-bedroom
with my mother,

parking it outside.

I was feeling myself.
I was feeling myself

to the point I was buying shit
I can't afford.

Start doing shit
that's not in my character.

But we was just living
so reckless.

Like, I had a gun
and a vest on me for years.

I hid it from my mother
by putting it in sneaker boxes,

wherever I could hide it.

There was a risk of deportation

every time I got locked up.

I had to think about
how the police gonna catch me

before it even crossed
their mind.

French was one
of the first niggas I seen

that put a pistol in the roof
of the car, the hood,

tying a shoelace to a gun,
putting it in a plastic bag,

tying a plastic bag,
and tying it to the battery.

You know when cops
pull you over,

they're gonna search the trunk.

They're not searching
the hood of the car

where the engine is.

It's not something
that you're proud of.

You know?

I think that God
put our back to the wall.

Your mother's getting tortured

'cause she made that decision
to stay with you?

That's something
psychologically

that could break you.

Just like how he backed me
into a corner to make music,

'cause my life was gonna end
if I kept on doing that.

Now let's go. DFL over there.

Hellbound over here.
What the fuck? Let's go.

Let's go, baby.
Come on, Gunna, let's go.

Go, nigga.
It's now or never, nigga.

Listen, man.

♪ I banged early, came pearly ♪

♪ Holdin' toast
with both hands, surely ♪

♪ It's the dope, man, dirty ♪

♪ Coke grams 30,
and hope, fam ♪

♪ Know my whole clan dirty ♪

♪ Whoa, there, shorty,
see that chrome 40 ♪

Keep it all the way 100,
when I first heard French rap,

I was like, "Aw, he trash.
He ain't goin' nowhere."

He kept at it.

The battle rap era was it.
That shit was everything.

Niggas talking shit.

"Yo, you want to put up some?"

Like, "Yeah,
I would put up some."

"You want to put up some?"

Before you know it, shit,

$4,000 or $5,000,

and you go meet up on a corner

and y'all battle,

and it's no real judges
or none of that shit.

In the beginning, it was crowd
and you got to keep it real.

You had to get molded around,
you know, real life

to rap in front of a bunch
of killers and drug dealers

and niggas from the block,

and everybody got to be
looking at you

-and feeling you.
-If you lost, you lost.

Look at the nigga,
give him a pound.

It was an agreement,
a mutual agreement, a consensus.

Just rapping outside,
like, going to Fight Club,

battling, like, putting up
my own money, $20,000 at a time.

You had to have the battle raps.
You had to have the song raps.

You had to have
your whole swag together.

He took losses

and knew how to come back
and never lose again,

'cause when you coming
on the street,

$5,000 was like 100 bands
back then.

After you lose that first five,

you gonna go straight home
and practice your bars.

The hip-hop lifestyle
was a form of expression,

therapy for the soul.

I was going through things

that I could only explain
in my music.

Coming from Morocco

and landing
in the mecca of hip-hop,

you're gonna hear
a thousand noes

before you hear one yes

about anything
you're trying to do with rap.

They don't want to let nobody
into this hip-hop thing

that they created,
especially a kid from Africa.

So I had to prove myself.

♪ Leave a hole in your chest ♪

♪ Size of Reggie Miller head,
motherfucker ♪

It was either making music,
selling drugs, or kidnapping.

Like, what would you choose?

I don't know what y'all want.
Get whatever y'all want, man.

I don't know what y'all want.
This bodega life.

-Thank you, brother.
-Thank you so much.

Damn, we, like, in--
This what you call a red zone.

See that box right there?

That's, like,
a shot-detection box.

You're automatically
gonna get riots. Type shit.

Back in those days,

it was way harder
to be respected

as a gangster rapper
or something

unless you looked
and felt a certain way.

You had to be
a certain type of individual

to get that credit
as a gangster rapper.

You know what I'm saying?

French, he's a street dude.
You know what I'm saying?

Like, and people wasn't--
they wasn't really seeing that

or really respecting
that initially.

Everything is word of mouth.
Who got shot is word of mouth.

Who went to jail
is word of mouth.

After a couple of episodes
and incidents, the streets seen.

When he first
started doing music,

he was part
of this little crew.

And, you know,
French was ahead of his time,

and he probably felt like
it was slowing him down.

He started doing his own thing.

And then he started
blowing past them.

♪ Settin' the six fees,
lettin' my wrist freeze ♪

It was wintertime,
4:00 or 5:00 in the morning.

I remember my mother
waking me up scared to death.

Like, "Yo, there's some people
in the hallway

asking for your brother,
and they want to come in."

We had one of them lights

that be flickering
in the hallway.

So it's dark, and that shit
come on when it want.

When they came to my door,

it was like four people
in the hallways.

But everybody had big-ass
North Faces on with hoodies.

And it was somebody that I knew

that I would usually see
with my brother.

He's, like, knocking
on the door.

He's like,
"Bro, I got to come in

and tell you something crazy.

They just shot your brother.

I want to come inside the crib

and talk to you
and make sure y'all good."

I still be having nightmares
about this.

It was one little lock
that never even really closed.

So it's just me and my moms
and my little brother.

He's still a baby at the time.

But I already adjusted
to all this--

all the fuckery and everything.

Roaming through the house
and finding things

and knowing what my brother
was dealing with...

I ain't let them in.

And they was getting
frustrated in the hallway.

They started getting loud.

And then I remember having
this neighbor next to me.

He woke up and then he came
to the hallway and was like,

"What's going on out there?"

And I think that's
what just shook them off.

I went to the studio
and just had this deejay,

one guy deejay with me,
not thinking nothing of it,

make music, getting drunk,
this and that.

Now we're leaving.
I say peace to everybody.

Nobody know I'm there.

This is, like, under the bridge

and right by
Mott Haven project.

So, you can see, like,
there's like, they call it

the black hole back here.
Nobody come here.

So, go downstairs.

I just see
two dudes on the corner,

so I'm not thinking
nothing of it.

So we go towards the car.

As soon as we went in,

they was acting
like they was chilling.

They turned around,

pulled two hammers out,
and came towards us.

The deejay scattered.

So I knew they wasn't
after him.

So I'm like, "Oh, shit,
I got set up."

I slipped and fell
trying to get out of there.

One of them fell.

While he on top of me
trying to grab the gun,

he just yelling out,
"Shoot him. Shoot him."

Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop.

You know?
And the shots stopped.

And when homeboy
took off, I just--

You know, I threw homeboy
that was on top of me off of me.

You know,
and he was shot, you know.

I mean, we was both shot.

Probably still got some holes.

So I go to try
to shoot him in the face.

When I go to try
to shoot him, the gun jammed.

-That was God again.
-

An hour later,
French girl at the time call me

and was like, "Your brother
just got shot in the head.

He's in-he's in ICU."

I end up going
to Lincoln Hospital

in the Bronx.

The girl I used
to mess with at the time,

her mother came in.

I'm still in a daze.
I'm still, like, confused.

So she's like,
"Yo, homeboy that drove you here

is the one that set you up."

I go in his room.

He's literally
just sitting on his bed,

head wrapped, like,
you know what I mean?

And that's the first time
I really seen my brother cry,

like, as a man.

When baggy clothes was in...

I seen bullet holes
all over his clothes.

He put my jacket on,

took all, like, the IVs

and everything off him,
and he walked out.

Me and him walked out,
out the hospital.

He put the hoodie on,
and we left.

I was conflicted
from every direction.

The person that
shot me up came to my house

and broke fast
with me and my mother.

It was somebody
that I grew up with.

They came in there and said,
"Salam alaykum," sat down,

ate with me on Ramadan,
came to see my mother.

That's how real
it was in the hood.

My environment was cutthroat,
as cutthroat as it gets.

From that point on,

I just seen
his whole life shift.

He didn't want to tell me
everything, but he knew,

like, deep down inside,
he had to do something.

I remember French
hustling on the street.

I remember French
doing crazy shit,

you know, just to help out
with the bills and everything.

The first time,
you know, I found, like,

some drugs in my crib or...

anything I seen
that was out of the ordinary,

I would ask him,

and he would always tell me,
"Look, we gonna be good.

Let me figure it out.
I don't want you to do nothing."

He always tried to be
like that father figure for me.

That was the breaking point.

That's when I was like,
"I got to stop

and I got to start building
my empire

and leave something
for my family

in case something
happened to me."

It was something that broke
my heart but fixed my vision.

You can't keep smacking
your luck in the face,

is what I'm trying to say.

Shout-out to Frenchy.
Hey. Hey, Frenchy.

Don't feel
like niggas is stalking you.

You feel like you got
some stalkers on your back?

I heard niggas bombing on you,

stealing on you,
all type of dumb shit.

You gotta be cool, be easy

when you're making DVDs, man.

Understand some people
take that shit personal.

Trying to tell you,

I used to do the DVD shit.
You know what I mean?

I'm just a product
of the culture

of hip-hop, period.

I got into, like,
you know what I'm saying,

the battle rap culture
in high school.

You know what I mean?
In the lunchroom.

People, like,
going back and forth,

seeing who had
the dopest rhymes.

Then, you know, as we grew up,
it started getting personal,

you throwing dirt
on their name in the rhymes.

And that's what basically
hip-hop is all about,

this competition.

♪ And he's an act,
he don't rap ♪

I'm listening
to Jada freestyle.

I'm listening
to Beanie Sigel freestyle,

all these Fabolous freestyles,
and I'm like, "Damn.

Shit would be dope
if I could actually see

these dudes in the studio
laying down these tracks

or see them in their natural
environment in the hood,

the shit that I don't
see on BET or MTV."

Technology caught up with times

when you could actually
buy a handheld camera,

go home, and import
that footage and content

into your computer,
make your own edit.

That shit fascinated me.

That shit was dope.
I was like, "Oh, shit."

Got a computer,
got a camera, FireWire.

You know what I mean?
And import my shit.

And I just started
running outside doing videos

for everybody in the hood,

running up on dudes like,
"Yo, what's up?

Let's do a video. You rap?"
'Cause everybody raps.

Mind you,
this was all prior YouTube.

Back on Smack.

You getting
some first live footage.

You got me first.

Everybody started
giving it up.

It was a snowball effect.

I was dropping DVDs
like once every quarter.

It's so easy to get a glimpse
into everybody's life,

but I preferred a time
where it was curated, you know?

And the DVD era
was a curated look

into American rap life,

which, at the time,
we all felt was

the most, like, wide-eyed,

surreal, unattainable lifestyle.

We would just sit there,
mesmerized.

Bang, bang.
We in the building, man.

Anybody still can get it.
You know what it is, man.

-I'm out here.
-Smack!

Those DVDs were, like,
my tutorial

for what I wanted to be.

And French was, like,
such a pioneer in that.

Let me tell y'all something.
I'mma drop a jewel, man.

Like, anything that's successful
in any business,

if it's successful
and have an impact,

within the first 15 months
from your creation,

you're gonna have a competitor
in your marketplace.

Everybody's going through
the door.

I'mma try to slide through
the window.

Play some shit for you.

Smack DVD was out.

Me and my bro Cams
was watching it.

We was drinking, watching it,

like, "Let's come out
with our own DVD."

When I met him, he's like,

"Cams, I got to get this money.
Cams, I got to get this money."

You know what I mean?
At the time,

I was into getting money.

At the time,
everybody was,

"My shit is crack."
So we was like,

"Our shit is cocaine. It's raw.
It's rawer than crack."

Cocaine City, then that's how
the epidemic of that started.

He would bring everything
to the crib.

He'll be like,
"Box all these up.

Put the paper in the plastic,

put the co-- put the CD in it,
then put--"

In my head, I'm like,
"Alright, 5,000 DVDs."

He in there slaving me.

As a young kid, I'm like,
"Man, that's dope. Do it."

That's why I'm here

putting all these DVDs together
for you.

Back in the day,
we used to watch Smack.

We used to watch it for...
All the shit was poppin'.

It had everybody on there.
Shea Davis and all that shit.

You remember that shit?
It had everybody on there.

Cocaine City, that was our shit.

I remember the clip of you
pulling out all the money.

And it fell
on the floor?

And they used to... After that,
they started calling me French

'cause we look the same.

He just had this attitude
where he was kinda like...

He was kinda
this New York villain.

It was, like, him and his people
against whoever.

I had this idea
of French in my head

as this young, untouchable
mob boss from New York.

It just was wild, man.
It was a wild time.

Our shit was booming
every which way.

And our whole marketing plan
was different from Smack

'cause we didn't want
to be Smack DVD.

You feel me?
We was Cocaine City.

If you had
kind of like a pop song

or something at that time,

you probably wouldn't be
on Cocaine City.

You know, that was not--
that was not the vision.

Cocaine City!

Cocaine City!

Everything was built
off controversy.

Going back in there,
talkin' 'bout

-call the police. You get that?
- Nah.

You ain't get that?

You ain't fucking get that?
You ain't get that?

That's the studio right there.
That's that nigga's car.

Get the police.
Get how many police is out here.

Oh, you want
to get even with me?

Literally had war with people

over certain shit
we put on a DVD.

Niggas go get that DVD,

see who getting
they chain snatched,

who getting robbed,
who getting beat up,

shit like that.

Niggas can't front
on French, though.

You know? At the end of the day,

he made it happen.

His plan was,
"I'mma put myself on each DVD.

Then after that,
I'mma just let the music grow."

Wanting to be a rapper
was always the goal.

People was paying
to promote themselves.

I was promoting myself
and getting paid.

So we'll press up 50,000 DVDs,
sell them $5 apiece.

How much is that? $250,000.

I made the $250,000,

and everybody
just finished watching me.

By the time they realized it,

I was already making
crazy cake off of it.

As I got older,

our conversations
only became realer.

You know what I mean?

Our biggest conversation
is when, like, my father left

and when he got shot
in the head.

That was probably, like,

the game-changers for me

as a teenager,
'cause in my mind, I was like,

"If-if this man
is outside hustling,

trying to provide
for my family,

who gonna be there
to watch out for him?"

He learning things.
He hearing things.

He see me in cars, see me
in this. He see me in that.

The little change
you give him is not enough.

He want his own piece
of cake now.

So he want to make
a name for himself.

From there on out,
I was just, like,

doing everything that was
just, like, negative,

carrying pistols on me.

I started doing illegal shit,
like, me and all my friends,

and I stopped even
seeing French.

I stopped seeing him for like--

It would be months
we wouldn't see each other.

And that's what really made me
a different kind of man.

I start moving on my own.
I built my own little circle.

His friends at the time
would be calling him like,

"Yo, your little brother's
moving around like this."

You can fight with somebody
all you want

about what you want for them.

But he had his own--
you know, his own vision.

He would come
pull up on me.

Everybody around me in,
you know, expensive-ass shit,

like new cars,
new jewelry, new everything.

We was 18, 19 at the time.

And at that point,
he was just looking at me like,

"Man, you got no idea."

I think my lifestyle
was a negative influence,

but there was nothing else
that was positive around us.

And it was to the point
where I remember

he got a bunch of money
for something.

I grabbed it from him
to hold it for him

and to help him, you know,
flip it towards something

that I was doing,
this and that.

I held it too long,
and he came to grab it.

We ended up fighting,

broke the table, this and that.

I'm like,
"He's getting older."

So he ain't even let me,
you know,

teach him how to do his money.

Once I had that fight
with him, I was like,

"Nah, he grown now. Let him go
figure out how life is."

She wanted us
to have a safe life.

She didn't want to bury
none of her kids.

My moms is quiet.

She-she got her own beliefs.

She don't never deal
with people.

She don't never
befriend nobody.

Like, you know,
after my pops left,

I never seen that woman
with another man.

Not once.

Imagine her being
in the States alone.

All her sisters
and brothers is in Morocco.

Imagine not seeing
your brothers

and sisters
for 20-something years.

You there alone.

She really praying.

I asked if she was nervous.

She said, "What you mean,
I'm nervous? I'm happy."

"Why do you think I'm nervous?
I'm going to court?"

25 years.

We did the DVDs
for like five, six years.

Six, seven years French
was unsigned until he met--

until he met Max.

♪ Y'all can hate all you want ♪

♪ It gotta be the life ♪

I look like a boss.
I feel like a boss.

I taste like a boss, nigga.

Max Biggavel.

♪ Yeah, it gotta be the life ♪

♪ The life ♪

♪ We for real, dawg
we will kill y'all ♪

♪ Shoot you up and cut you,
fucking with us ♪

I be doing crazy shit,
cheating on my women

and just dramatic bullshit.

You hear
all that shit in my music.

"He's a fucking degenerate,
that Max B.

But, boy, do he motherfucking
write them songs."

When they say shit
like that about you,

I don't give a fuck,
I don't care.

"Oh, boy, oh, boy,

that motherfucker Max drunk,
drunk, degenerate, horny.

Damn, that motherfucker
rich as hell.

He's a rich,
talented motherfucker, though."

And when they finish
with lines like that, who cares?

Who gives a fuck what they say?
I don't give a fuck.

I think I met French
in like '07.

I was doing my thing.
He was doing his thing.

That was it. Once we started
fucking with each other,

that was it.
Like, that's my man.

When I first seen him,

he had somebody play
the video for me.

It was, like,
a little Internet joint.

They was like,
"Look at his sample.

He wanted to holler at you."

We ain't even know each other.

I was seeing little videos
he was doing.

I'm like, "Alright,
son on his shit."

So next thing, we hooked up,
we got to the studio,

and then that was it.

We worked on a couple
little underground cuts.

We started fucking
with each other.

Then we got cool
and we was like brothers.

Our relationship based on
more of, you know, friendship.

That's my dude.

Hey, Frenchy, baby,
let's get them.

So you would grind. If you had
a nice DVD, back then Smack,

if your camera shit was up,
your WorldStar shit,

that's how you was popping.

Max was the hottest thing
in the city, smoking hot.

The only person
that was going more viral

than Max and me was Tupac when
he was beefing with Biggie.

At this time, me and Max
be running the city.

We dropped "Coke Wave 1,"
"Coke Wave 2," Coke Wave 3."

There's nobody fucking with us.

You know how many times

we ran up on motherfuckers
and gave that out?

Niggas was like,
"This shit look official,"

and grabbed it
'cause it looked good?

Just 'cause the way
French would package the shit.

Them niggas would come
to my crib every day.

I got a studio in my crib.

Everybody was
at my house every day.

Yonkers every day.
Cookouts I did every day.

We spent time together.

I was from the Bronx.
He was from Harlem.

It was one
of those friendships, man,

that was like we grew
a bond like brothers,

like, outside of the music.

French such a good-hearted
person

that, you know, Max had problems
that became our problems.

Anybody that's affiliated
with that whole shit,

you help that whole shit out,
we taking you down, too.

You couldn't
separate them two.

French beef became Max beef.
Max beef became French beef.

At the time, Jim Jones

was one of the biggest artists
in New York.

Him and Max B, he had Byrd Gang
and they had just broke up.

Max wanted to feed his family,

wanted to get out
of his contract.

I felt where
he was coming from.

I wasn't trying to get
to the technicals of it,

like, "Oh, yo, Max,
he's right, or he's right."

It was like,
"That's my nigga. Let's ride."

French's affiliation
with Max B was...

It was a problem out here.

-A big one.
-It was a problem.

Niggas lip-synching

and swagger jacking
over there, baby.

Them niggas over there
stealing songs,

swagger jacking
and lip-synching.

Milli Vanilli-ass niggas.

Max B was having a situation
with Jim Jones...

Jim, all them niggas is enemies.

...about money,
about, like, credits,

and publishing,
and everything else.

Y'all made
incredible music together.

I made incredible music.
All he did was rhyme 16s.

You a bum-ass nigga.
You just a bum-ass nigga.

You don't know no better, man.
You're a bottom-feeder.

Now, French may not have
directly been at Jim Jones,

but he was standing
next to Max.

So it was an issue.

Where I stand in the DVD game
is if you gonna make a DVD,

have some integrity,
like you should have in life.

So when you DVD'ing

and you recording
all these artists

and shit like that,

some niggas don't give a fuck

too much about life.

Yeah. I'mma dust this shit off,

get this shit out the way,
get this verdict,

and we gonna make history.

When shit is all said and done,

y'all gon' see

who the victorious
vainglorious is.

Can't get too close

to this building
with them cameras.

I'mma let y'all know
when to put them shits down.

I don't need
that extra attention over here

fucking with this Bergen County.

Max trial start.

You know, we was living wild.

Like, we was just,
like, you know,

rock stars at its fullest.

You know what I'm saying?
And it kind of backfired.

He would shoot a video
outside the courthouse,

and I'd be like,
"You're bugging."

His lawyers doing interviews.

I see y'all niggas
when we come out.

Yeah.

Come on.

You take away
my other half

and you put me in the middle
of all these beefs.

Max went in, it was just like
the stocks just dropped.

Max, at that time,
it looked like everything

was about to work,
then Max goes to jail,

and now everybody's
kind of counting French out.

I had to lock in
like I never locked in before.

You know, motherfuckers
used to clown me

'cause, you know,
I was just skinny,

goofy fucking white kid,

you know what I'm saying,
like, running around.

And one guy-- my man was like,

"You like the Harrison Ford
of this shit."

And I was like, "Nah, man.

I'm the Harrison Fraud
of this shit,

'cause I ain't like
all these other motherfuckers."

I was working, doing beats
for different rappers,

and, you know, just playing
my shit for people,

trying to get on,
you know, so to speak.

And I had did a beat
for this guy.

French heard it and was like,
"Who did these beats?"

I definitely always
wanted to go left.

And I think with me and French,

that's kind of
what drew him to me.

He comes to my studio.
I have no idea what to expect.

The only-- I knew French
from Cocaine City DVD.

I was excited,
but I also was like...

Didn't know what to expect.

The first couple times,

we were feeling each other out,

you know what I'm saying,
and figuring it out.

When we first met up, he made
me play him a million beats.

He would key in
on stuff that he liked,

and I would
take notice of that,

and then I would go
farther down those roads.

We were both sloppy,

meaning, like,

the vocals
that he was recording,

he was layering, you know,
a hundred takes on them

and a million doubles
and all that.

And I started to be like,
"Yo, don't double that.

You know, like,
don't lay so many layers.

Your voice is dope.
Let it just cut through.

Let them hear it."

So we were
giving each other that feedback

at that perfect moldable time
where, like, we were both really

figuring it out together,
you know?

His sound was different.
It was epic.

It was more, like,
dark and soul at the same time.

And it's just that sound.

Some things you can't explain
when it comes to music.

It's like you just got to have
music grab the ears of people

when it comes from your soul,
when it comes from you.

You know what I'm saying?
The same way how

it grabs you,
it's gonna grab somebody else.

Max B,
the day he got sentenced,

I was the most
blackballed artist,

you know, in New York City.

So when he goes, Jim Jones

is the number-one rapper
in New York.

So you can't play me
in the club.

Certain deejays got
to pick a side.

People is never loyal
for friendship.

They're loyal for opportunity.

It goes back to music
controls the streets.

But still,
I was a people champ.

I was the underdog.

There's no car in New York City

that was driving by
that listened to hip-hop

that didn't have me
and Max B in their car.

Jim was
on a whole nother level.

Like, he was through the roof
with the music and everything.

He basically had New York
in a choke hold at that time.

French is not even
on that level.

You know what I'm saying?

What you beefing
with French for?

And it dawned on me,
French is up and coming.

I've seen a few artists
experience it.

I ain't seen a ton of them
get through it.

You know, he had a hard time.
He had a real hard time.

With that,
French reached out to me.

He was like, "Yo, P, yo,
I need you to do me a favor."

And I'm like, "What's up?"

He's like, "Yo, I need you
to talk to Joe for me."

I grew up
in the projects

called Forest Projects.

And we was getting
a lot of money in the streets.

And I wanted to rap, too.

So I went to the Apollo
Amateur Night

and I came in first place
like four weeks in a row.

I knew that I had
to get out the game...

'cause I was either
gonna die or go to jail.

So thank God I made the change.

And I went and I rapped,
and the people embraced me.

I used to coach at the Rucker,

and the first time
I remember meeting French

is every game I was coaching,

he would be sitting
in the back of the Rucker

waiting for me to come up.

He would always try to have
these conversations with me,

but he was a little nigga,
and I'd be like, "Yo, alright."

I'd keep it moving
on him, go inside,

and I'd go coach
'cause I'm focused on the game.

And he would always
hand me a DVD.

He would always hand me a DVD.

I thought he was the DVD guy.
You know what I'm saying?

Like, you know,
putting it together,

and then
he turned into an artist.

So as he was getting more
and more hotter in the streets,

he kept telling me,
you know what I'm saying,

"My name's getting up.
I'm getting hot.

You see me, nigga."
This and this and that.

So my son was
a little kid, 13, 14,

like, "You got to listen."

I'm like, "Him?
I know this nigga.

What are you talking about?"

"Oh, he's the best.
He's the nicest."

He's the this.
He kept hyping me up.

I'm like, "Fuck out of here."

He kept playing the shit
over and over and over again,

and I'd be like, "Yo."

Him and Joe met up.

Joe said, "Let me
hear what you got."

He played him "Shot Caller."

And Joe was like...

So Joe, when he's excited
about something,

you don't really see
a reaction out of him.

He just was like...

But in his mind, he was like,
"Wow, this is crazy."

I was really trying
to front a little,

like, "Joe, don't get hype,
don't get hype."

This shit is ridiculous.

Wanted you to come and hear it
'cause, like, from you,

like, it means a lot.

Trust me, man, this remind me
of some back-in-the-day shit,

man, when Biggie
used to play me his album.

Ain't nobody fucking with this.

♪ Wanna be with a baller,
shot caller ♪

♪ Could tell by her aura,
she want a shot caller ♪

♪ Wanna be with a baller,
shot caller ♪

♪ Could tell by her aura,
she want a shot caller ♪

♪ D-D-Dippin' in the 'lac,
three in the back ♪

♪ Two if ya fat,
pimpin' is a fact ♪

♪ Fresh up out the street,
hot, jump to the top ♪

♪ I be French Montana
from the, the, the block ♪

"Shot Caller" started
as a freestyle for Flex.

I did a record
for Funkmaster Flex.

Crickets.

Didn't take it.
The mixtape dropped.

I go inside
one of the strip clubs,

and the deejay pressed play.

They was like, "Hold on,
French Montana, that's you?"

They was like,
"I don't care what you doing.

This is the record
of the summer."

So it was him always
having that vision

and being able to be like,
"Fuck who don't believe.

We believe, and, like,

that's the most
important thing."

Fat Joe will tell you,

he had to go to
Funkmaster Flex personally

and tell him,
"You have to play this kid."

Yeah, he stepped up for me,

when I was
the most blackballed dude ever.

Love y'all. French Montana,
the future. Terror!

There's special moments
in an artist's career

when somebody step up for you,

'cause it don't happen a lot.

What I respected the most is,

French didn't talk to me

about the situation
he was having.

He was really just talking
about his music.

"Shot Caller" came out.

Then it was just like...

I'm telling
you what it is, New York.

Don't shoot the messenger.

I'm telling you
what the streets are saying.

I'm telling you
what the streets are saying.

Lot of heat on this.

Ha!

And after this, we gonna go
into that "Ocho Cinco."

French Montana is currently
wearing the crown

in this town.

Number-one song
in New York City right now, BX!

♪ Shorty got potential,
I could be her sponsor ♪

♪ Met her backstage
at a Summer Jam concert ♪

♪ Hair like Rihanna,
shoe game was awesome ♪

♪ Could tell by her aura,
she want a shot caller ♪

There's a gene,
there's a DNA in any person,

whether they become
a successful barbershop owner,

or they become the number-one
teacher in the world,

or the real estate
or the rapper or the wrestler,

or whatever the fuck
you want to call.

These people have a thing
that they will not quit

till they make it.

I had my-my career
in full control in my hand.

You could've signed me
anywhere.

I wanted to meet up with Kanye.
Next day, I flew to Vegas.

It was the right moment.

When I realized I made it

is when I cashed
my first check.

This was my dream,

to get paid off something
that I loved doing.

Long way from the chicken spot
with my mother.

Got my mother a house,
and French Montana

became a household name,
which cracked that ceiling

that no other rapper
from Africa cracked.

From here on out,
ain't no limit.

-
-

...Montana.

When I say "French,"
you all say "Montana."

-French!
- Montana!

-French!
- Montana!

When I say "Coke,"
y'all say "Boys."

-Coke!
- Boys!

-Coke!
- Boys!

-Coke!
- Boys!

- ...French Montana!
-

Miami, look, this is my brother
in real life.

And the funny part is
that we look alike,

but we think alike.
It's all love. It's family shit.

HOT 97. That's #2 today
on the countdown, HOT 97.

French Montana's
in the building.

In the building!

You're the hottest rapper
from New York...

Thank you.

...clearly, in the country
doing something.

Here we go!

♪ My whole hood love me ♪

♪ But now a nigga
wanna touch me, haan ♪

♪ I ain't worried
about nothin' ♪

♪ Nigga, I ain't worried
about nothin' ♪

Everything he got,
man, he earned it.

Everything he get he deserve.

We're in the 2%

when it comes to writers
and creators.

I can't say I've done that
with many artists,

it's not even five artists.

-Wayne can do that.
-Wayne does that.

Drake does that. Who else?

-Jay-Z.
-Jay-Z.

But when I say somebody

that could come
right there and...

French Montana,
he one of those motherfucker,

he a party-motherfucker with me.

He is somebody that would create
records all night

if you in there with him.

Listen. French became
very successful as a rapper.

-Definitely.
-He transitioned

and did a lot of shit.

French to me was always
a marketing genius.

He was kind of ahead
of his time.

It was our time
and it was his time,

his first album.

Had the biggest records
on the streets in New York.

He was moving.
French was just blowing up.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.

Yo, what's up, fool?
It's your nigga Chinx.

Coke Boys
in your motherfucking area.

Come here.

This is my brother Chinx.

Wants to dip it, baby.

Don't reach.

You ready?

All the way down like this.

♪ Oh, shit, Jughead
just bought a 5, g-head ♪

♪ A King Tut piece ♪

♪ 'Bout the size
of Little Maurice ♪

♪ 'Fore I step out the crib,
put the 40 on me ♪

♪ When you greet a nigga,
do it how you would an OG ♪

♪ Shots rained, bum dropped
his 40-ounce OE ♪

♪ It's kinda hard tryin'
to survive ♪

♪ In New York streets ♪

Chinx always
just used to want to work.

That's all he--
"Oh, what's up, bro?

I want to work."

You know, at that time,

him and French was also

building a bond, as well.

♪ China silk, diamond rings ♪

Chinx used
to always come around Max B.

Used to be this kid rapping.
I used to see him,

but once Max got locked up,
I just took Chinx with me.

He came with me
on every tour I went to.

When I went down south
to learn how they move

down south, he was with me.

I never made a dollar
off Chinx.

That shows you how much love
I had for him.

It was really
experiencing everything

for the first time together.

Jets, vacations, shows, tours.

Just a hungry kid.

Like, I see so much ambition
like I had in my eyes.

He was like a student
in the classroom

'cause he was learning,
he was soaking everything up,

he was absorbing the game.

And I knew he was gonna
go and be, like,

one of the best artists.

I remember
watching him record

and, like, him
just pacing around the studio

and for like 20 minutes,
and then he's like,

"Alright, I'm ready,"
and I'm thinking,

"He's gonna write it
in the booth, line for line."

He went in and spit the whole
shit clean like a technician.

And I was like--
I remember being like,

"Oh, this kid is different."

He caught
the "I'm a Coke Boy" single.

So he was doing the same thing
that I was doing

and he was catching
one after another.

Then the moment--

my proudest moment
of him about to blow up

turned into the most miserable
time of our lives.

Motherfucking coke boy!

One morning I woke up
crying and told my mother--

I was like, "I don't know
why I'm crying."

I get a phone call,
"Your brother locked up."

When you have things
that you can't afford,

and you have to maintain
that lifestyle,

you end up doing things
out of your character.

So he ended up going
with his homeboys, you know,

and they got locked up

for running up
in somebody's house.

While he's blowing up,
I'm in a cell. Like, wow.

Why wasn't-why wasn't I patient?

Why wasn't I--
You know what I mean?

Why didn't I, you know,
remind myself to chill?

Everything was moving
too fast for me.

A rising star
in the rap world dies

just hours after performing
a show,

murdered in an ambush in Queens.

CBS 2's Steve Langford
reports...

I just remember waking up...

and just looking at my phone,
and I had so many text messages,

and I just fell on the floor

and just laid on the floor,
bro, for a long time.

You know what I'm saying?
And just cried.

Cried and cried
and cried and cried

and then called French
a couple hours later.

You know, we didn't
really say much.

You know, French broke down
on the phone,

'cause them niggas
had the best relationship.

They did everything together.

That was like his right hand.

Went everywhere together,
tours and shit.

While I was in prison,
they was doing everything.

And for French, man,
that shit just--

it killed his spirit.

You just wake up, and people
tell you Chinx died.

Dropped the phone. Just...

cried, like...

Feel like somebody
ripped your fucking heart out.

French, he look
at hisself like, damn.

"Everything that you love
is getting taken away.

I'm the last man standing."

How can you even handle
that stress

and still be happy?

Not everything is so basic
and black and white,

especially when you see
terrible things happen

to good people around you.

You know what I'm saying?

I think French
realized that, too.

My brother
locked up first.

Chinx had just died.

Max B got 75 years.

I was in the worst place
you could be at.

And you just there,

and people want you
to make music.

You just sunk into this sand

that just keeps sinking you in
even more and more.

Like, it's up
to your neck now.

At any moment,
you're ready to explode.

I was at the moment
when I realized,

"Oh, this is how people
kill theyself.

This is how people lose it."

Then I just went to Uganda.

I met these kids.

The Triplets Ghetto Kids.

I watch a lot of African music.

And these kids, their moves
is not the same moves

I see on the Internet
and the Gram every day.

I never seen nobody
dance like that.

I'm like, "Why are
they dancing like that?"

They was like,
"'Cause we don't have a TV

and nobody to learn from."

I can't even take, like,
my eyes off the screen.

The power of music and art

and the places
that it can take you.

When I went, the whole point
of it was just going there

and just seeing
how people living,

people that have
no access to phones.

Like, there was just
no medical care.

Like, people have less access
to 10% of what we have,

less material things,
less everything.

But happier than me.

They smiling
like they was French Montana

and I was living in Uganda.

It just showed me that
if you're not rich in heart,

you'll never be rich.

There's no medicine
that could've healed me

better than that.

I went there and came back

with the biggest record
in my career.

♪ A fuckin' good time
never hurt nobody ♪

"Unforgettable" was more
than just a song.

It was a movement.

I knew that record was gonna be
bigger than me.

You know, not being
able to make music

for like a year or two,
people sleeping on me,

then I just come
with the biggest bazooka.

♪ On your level, too ♪

♪ Tryna do what lovers do ♪

♪ Feelin' like I'm fresh out,
Boosie ♪

♪ If they want the drama,
got the Uzi ♪

♪ Ship the whole crew
to the cruise ship ♪

♪ Doin' shit
you don't even see in movies ♪

♪ It's not good enough for me ♪

♪ Since I've been
with you, ooh ♪

♪ I'm gonna sip on this drink
when I'm fucked up ♪

♪ I sure know how to pick 'em ♪

"Unforgettable."

"Unforgettable."

-"Unforgettable."
-"Unforgettable."

That video just broke
over half a billion,

600 million views.

President Obama
likes that song.

He put it on his playlist.

So, shout-out to Obama.

"Unforgettable," it helped
take kids from Uganda,

brought them here
to experience the world,

all on visas.

I took kids
that I see on YouTube

to the biggest stages
in the world.

So many blessings.

And, like, it just helped heal
a lot of things,

you know, so that was
the experience of a lifetime.

♪ H-here's a little story
about a kid from Morocco ♪

♪ H-had to show Carlito
I was Benny Blanco ♪

♪ Check it out,
r-raindrop, offset ♪

♪ Fuck a plug, we the outlet ♪

There goes your boy.

♪ I'm in the box office ♪

♪ All the rocks made shorty
blow my socks off ♪

♪ Coke boy white,
Mac Miller, Reggie Miller ♪

♪ Shoot to kill-uh, canaries,
quarterback, Steelers ♪

♪ White villa from... ♪

Being successful, having money,

uh, being able to provide,

having people depend on you

is an extremely
thankless position to be in.

Very rarely do you get
the same energy reciprocated

because you've been chosen
by some higher power

to be a provider.

You know, you have to make
a decision.

Are you just gonna
shut everybody out?

Or are you gonna try
and pour out as much positivity

in the world that you can,

no matter
what you receive back?

A lot of people
use Africa,

but they never give back
to Africa.

And I was
kind of tired of that.

So I wanted to go there
and make an example

that whoever go there,
give back.

People need action.

People need to see
things happen,

not people just lying to them,

and "Unforgettable" was a song
that took me to Africa

to build a hospital to save
so many lives for 56 villages.

Hi, French. It's Nyla.
I just wanted to show you

what you've been able
to help build.

This is the staff quarters
where all of the doctors

and nurses and health workers
are gonna be able to live.

What we have happening here
is the extension

that wasn't built two weeks ago.

And soon it will look
just like the staff quarters,

and it will be plastered,

and it will have a roof
in the next two weeks.

And then the services here

will be able to reach
286,000 people.

And so I just wanted you to know
how much it means to me

that you decided to come
to this beautiful community

and bring healthcare
to all of these people.

This is honestly one
of my favorite stories,

because you said,

"I'm going to help build up
this medical facility."

And then The Weeknd was like,

"Oh, I'm also gonna drop
100 grand on this."

And I was like,
"Is this gonna be the new,

like, thing in hip-hop

where it's like guys
are gonna be bragging--

instead of bottles in the club--

♪ I got a hospital in Africa ♪

♪ A hospital in Africa
I got a... ♪

You could make it a thing.

-You could make it a thing.
- Yeah, I hope so.

I hope so.

Alrighty.

Hi. How are you?

Shh!

Shh!

I don't know who was
more proud, me or my mother.

I think that to see
my mother's whole energy shift

and she's busting through
my room with her chest up,

and happy and dancing,

and just to see her
in that spirit,

it's something
I always dreamed about.

Even throughout
all the obstacles,

even taking chances where
I could have got deported.

Even situations where my mother

could have took that chance
and went back home,

my father, when he said,
"I'm going back."

And just the way
things happened is unreal.

♪ Happy birthday... ♪

There's a story

for a lot
of immigrants out there.

You sacrifice.

You know, some people
have to sacrifice,

to better theirself,
to better their family...

to create a new generation
for their family.

I never had the energy
to hold on to grudges.

When I seen him,

the only thought
that was in my heart was...

"Are you proud of me?"

Yeah.

There was a line that I said.

I said,
"I take a look at my son.

Then I picture my father
the way he looked at his son.

Then I understood his story."

I still love my father
like I loved him before he left.

He left. It made me
French Montana.

Even when he did wrong,
he did right.

If I had the all-star
team right now,

you'd be down 30 points.

No, you'd be down 50.

♪ I hope no one falls
in love with you ♪

♪ I've got my reasons ♪

♪ 'Cause if they knew
what I know ♪

♪ Then I know
I wouldn't stand a chance ♪

♪ There's no way you would go
for a man like me ♪

♪ If you had options ♪

♪ Even though the world
was meant for you ♪

♪ I hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ 'Cause everyone
will love you ♪

♪ But won't love you
like I do ♪

♪ Hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Stay home with me ♪

♪ Stay home with me ♪

♪ I'll always love you ♪

♪ I'll always... ♪

♪ Hope you don't get,
hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Baby, live your life... ♪

French Montana has been named

the most streamed
African-born artist,

amassing more than 40 billion
digital spins.

♪ ...with the angels ♪

♪ I said fake it
till you make it ♪

♪ I guess you fake
when you make it ♪

♪ I told you stick
to the basics ♪

♪ Built an empire,
started from the basement ♪

♪ 'Cause if you trying to fix
a glass that's broken ♪

♪ You know it might cut ya ♪

♪ Never want to see you
with another man ♪

♪ Truth might eat you
if you mumble it ♪

♪ When it get too cold
for a blanket ♪

♪ Need you huggin' me ♪

♪ 'Cause nobody gonna love you
like I do ♪

♪ Even though the world
was meant for you ♪

♪ I hope you don't get famous ♪

♪ 'Cause everyone
will love you ♪

-♪ But won't love you... ♪
-

♪ Rough time, bissy, bissy
Don't cry ♪

♪ Hold me down when they talk
Make a smile with me ♪

♪ Hold me down when they talk
Make a smile with me ♪

♪ One more chance ♪

♪ All I need is
one more chance ♪

♪ Just save me ♪

♪ Need is one more chance ♪

♪ One more chance, yeah ♪

♪ One more chance ♪

♪ All I need is
one more chance ♪

♪ Just save me ♪

♪ Need is one more chance ♪

♪ One more chance, yeah ♪

♪ Anything that a Yahweh ♪

♪ Send it back to the sender ♪

♪ To the sender ♪

♪ Yeah, I was lost
in the world many nights ♪

♪ I remember ♪

♪ Many days
I wasn't livin' right ♪

♪ Beat the charge up
for my blessings ♪

♪ When I walk,
I shine so bright ♪