[Verse 1: Bigflo]
Neglecting friends
Spending all night in the lab with Oli
Bringing Hip-Hop back to life
We just put the rhymes and chords
And we haven't changed the world, not yet
I cancel the truce and then I go on the attack
My buddy told me
"You're living your dream while I'm working at the university
So I don't give a damn that you're complaining, you need to understand
Here we would all like to have your problems"
He's right but deep down it's not that easy
The pressure and all these new things happening to me
With Oli we told ourselves that we would never give in
I want the one who listens to this song to know it's true
Yeah, I want him to know everything I have deep inside
That I write what I scream, that I live what I rap
That I work with desire even if sometimes I stagger
That I scratch all night so my sun shines more
The desert, walking for hours and hours
And we won't stop until we're the best
It's just the beginning, we continue the tournament
We will never be fashionable so we will always be there
The pros in my field are liars, don't think they resemble us
They forget that music is not calculated, no it's felt
So go fuck yourselves you and all your colleagues
My real victory is that they sing my songs in my old school
Thank you all for your hellish support
To all the arms raised, to all the budding rappers
We need you, the visionaries who elevate us
Sit down, you are the directors of our dreams
Not long ago I changed, I accepted myself
I crossed the mirror, I embraced my reflection
A hug with myself, it may seem crazy to you
But if you feel hate, you should do the same
Being an adult is not drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes
It's respecting your family and taking care of your loved ones
And I know I can do better
I'm willing to become one if I'm not obliged to become serious
I'm proud anyway, let's not lie to ourselves
Of all these rooms to fill, of our beginning of empire
I decided to clean up and I got my 2-story Tourbus
I put Pikachu in a box, see you next time buddy
I need to grow up, hard to say, that I'm almost 24
The rest of things promises to be grandiose
With the hermano in the cosmos in osmosis
Dad your sons are becoming men despite their bohemian lives
We always put the pedal to the metal, applied in our poems
The beginning of a kingdom, the hands of brothers holding each other
All this in one album, imagine the second

[Chorus: Bigflo and Oli] x2
And even if few people want to believe it
We made an appointment, we are waiting for the hour of glory
We were told "it's crazy, you haven't changed
Don't forget where you come from, you could soon return"

[Verse 2: Oli]
Sometimes the future whispers but I can't hear it
Yanis tells me "real life, all our problems, when will you talk about them?"
I play the fool but I'm scared deep down
Did you see what we just went through?
Think about it for your next song
Beautiful encounters on my journey
Hypocrites don't count
I think about my dad and his guitar that no longer has a contract
In the studio, my bohemian life creates barriers
Afraid to say "sorry I have a concert" on my wedding day
I want to give up when sometimes this world disgusts me
But to this father who whispers to me "guys my kids listen to you"
My grandmother comes from Algeria, hard like her end of the month
I'm going to celebrate my 20th birthday at the Zenith and at the Olympia
I chose to be honest yeah and to kick the truth
I don't care I'm enjoying it, if it stops it's because I didn't deserve it
We're going to sing and change the world in the process
I write to hear Flo's "Bravo" when he listens to my verse
Thanks guys for the boosts
For all your words in my blues
The brothers celebrate it well but please don't talk about Toulouse anymore
Death give me an hour to rap one last time
In pursuit of happiness which is maybe behind me
I wanted to live it with my brother, that all our dreams extend
I don't care about the villa on the sea if it's to be alone inside
My friends tell me "do it for us"
They all think I'm crazy
At the concert I saw myself as a kid with my hand in the air in the crowd
In the field of possibilities, I threw a seed last night
Rude, I speak with my mouth full yeah full of hope
Two brothers, a visionary
Life is not just money, the main thing is to be happy... and millionaire
I'm depressed in the conquest of an honest girl
They tell me "be careful" love is rare and maybe it's the worst remedy
In the meantime I mistreat my body and put my heart in quarantine
And I go from city to city, from tears to laughter, from stage to stage
Alone, Place du Cap', I think about my future
My enemies are behind me, but I see them coming
I pass by the McDonald's, I have friends who work there
They chain after the university, I rap and I complain that's the worst
They pay me to see me, they make girls cry
I feel stupid because deep down, I've never saved lives
Yeah work hard, it's just the beginning of the adventure be sure
In front of the wall they censor but I know that talents last
Fists clenched, my friend swore on Mecca
As I have no religion I swore on my mother
We promised not to forget anything, on his head and on mine
He held out his hand to me and I swore to do the same
Dear detractors, I will soon be the best you have to admit
I prefer to push open doors than to throw myself out the window
Thank you for your letters, hard to read everything to be honest
When we meet for the first time, I feel like I know you
Why me? a little southerner lacking confidence
I cross my fingers, my head still in yesterday's dreams
I don't believe it but little by little I become aware
And you, just imagine that you can do the same
It's the end of the sellouts who lie in front of the microphones
She says "I'm happy for Oli but I miss Olivio"
I stare at the void at the top of the tower
One foot in the big league now I want to be the biggest in the yard

[Chorus: Bigflo and Oli] x2
And even if few people want to believe it
We made an appointment, we're waiting for the hour of glory
They told us "it's crazy, you haven't changed
Don't forget where you come from, you could soon go back"

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