Five-Seven Law

Five things? Maybe seven.

That’s

all I really need.

(haan ji)

Loyalty da hisaab, bas do bande hi kaafi

Ghar di mitti naal,

naal hi khade ne

Naam da dar, shehar vich ghoomda ae

Dushman vekhde ne, par main hasda ae

(started with zero, now the city on lock) I don’t need the

crowd, just the ones that don’t fold Made the block cold

when the story got told

Reputation built, now the weak ones fold Panj cheezan,

satt cheezan (haan, bas ohna hi) Five things,

seven things

Panj cheezan, satt cheezan,

bas ohna hi

Money, loyalty, family, that’s the code

Panj cheezan, satt cheezan,

bas ohna hi

Reputation, freedom, never fold

(yeah, that’s all I need)

Lamborghini doors up, city lights blur Designer on the body,

but the roots stay pure

Ambition on the throttle,

freedom in the drive

Women in the back,

but loyalty first

Hometown boys still ride when the money came Cars and the name,

that’s the real game

Panj cheezan hi kaafi,

satt cheezan hi kaafi That’s all I need,

that’s all I keep