I'm Florian, but everyone calls me Big Flo You see, it's funny how as an artist, seeing my physique, it sounds wrong I was born in Toulouse, I grew up with a dream in my head Since then I feel a void when I'm far from it I've always been the smallest, the thinnest, the most fragile, the weakest Everyone nicknamed me the wire The sticky, the skeleton, the greedy, the kind of kid who has the pool under his eyes I did everything later than the others, my growth in disorder But was it my fault that I grew up like this? I'm talking about where it all started We don't choose our body, but what we do I got out of it by humor, intelligence in counterweight Transform your flaws into jokes and people will laugh with you Rather than you, admit it's better, no? The second degree, the first of protections Little Flo will grow up and he'll understand That a full head is more useful than having big arms The ideal man, I wasn't the archetype The story starts badly, but wait for the next one Ok, wait for the next one Little Rachitic with an atypical face Ok The girls? Ha, ok I was afraid of the girls, in their presence, I was taken aback I was waiting for the princess who would want to break me down She seemed so strange She spoke a language that my lack of confidence Prevented me from deciphering At times, I sincerely thought that no one would want me My brown eyes, my black hair, the charming prince didn't look like me I didn't think it would happen, I fantasized about my friends Sorry girls, but in this sound, I only say the truth Ok Marion, Audrey Sorry Ok Money? Ok We didn't have money, small modest family Dad was a singer, mom did the rest I admit, I suffered, even if time erases it I sent the shoes of my classmates I keep some values, real values That will become real ramparts I remember my dad, the ranki at the crossroads Calling mom for the purchase Of a doudoune at 40 bucks I had nothing in my pockets, nothing at all All day, thanks to all my friends for the kebabs that I didn't pay I dreamed of the crates that Booba put in his videos The story starts badly, but wait for the next one Ok Wait for the next one, because it has changed a lot since Ok My brother In my head, I put a seed, I planted it with my brother A watering can full of words, full of hope, full of dreams I knew that this seed would grow over time So, thanks to her, I felt twice as big In fact, my brother is my blood, it's my seed It's my helmet, my shield, it's my clan, it's my flag I don't need managers, girlfriends, acquaintances Grandfathers, record companies, I have my brother My brother Ok Yes, you already know Ok Rap? Well, ok I was a rap fan before it became fashion When my friends listened to rock and did skate at school I copied texts, I moved my head, I dreamed of being on stage I listened to Thiam, I played stars, I listened to Koolshen I listened to Youssoufa, Cynic, Sefu, Ayam, Booba Sopra, MC Solar and of course Aurel San I wanted to be like them, I saw them as demi-gods I dreamed of being on stage like Eminem on the cover of 2002 Being from Toulouse didn't help us No one had pierced in rap except Don Cho and KDD But we believed in it, we were pushed by a force A twig of Nougaro that inflated our chest Ok Toulouse Toulouse, Toulouse Today Today Today, a lot of things have changed I have to explain How to tell you Ok Years have passed And they erased my wounds Success takes my confidence in its arms and reassures it The little seed to grow, it came out of the roots The scars are to remember that we got out of it That we got out of it Ok Money Here Ok And I'm not afraid anymore Today I'm paid to wear the shoes that I couldn't afford I make my friends enjoy, not to regret I bought a Rolex to comfort the child I was Money, it relieves, it solves problems But it will never replace the look of the people who love you I learned to relax, learned to take care of myself Money is good to borrow, but it's beautiful to give Ok It's beautiful to give We'll try to do more, bye I said, we'll try Ok I found love, it lasted four years Thank you, you know you built me As I think of you often I had to take my flight I'm so sorry I couldn't beat time So sorry Ok Ok Today, girls find me seductive I became a sign at the end of concerts They want strong handsome boys when they are 18 But at 25, they want men of character It's the revenge of the ringer, the attack of the different To succeed, no need to be disrespectful to the bad guys If you listen to me, I want you to know that you can do it That a single second of life is worth more than an eternity of nothingness Ok It's worth a lot more Hang on I'm going to rest now Yeah I have to take a vacation I have to stop working On the highway, I'm attracted by the ditch And sorry if sometimes I lock myself up like an oyster I often have the impression of seeing the world through a life I still have demons to defeat Goals to reach and fears But I'm not going to complain I'm not going to die And we train If you want to join me in the labyrinth Come on Forget the constraints It's the one that buries you My footprint Engraved in the incense His word is holy For his Then nothing holds me back I'm a all-terrain By the end You guessed it My ambition climbs I want to paint it Until I see my *** face on a stamp My *** face on a stamp Yet I'm already being led behind I'm happy I'm going to take a nap on an atoll More nervous About what will come next Everything is better Dad has quit drinking Everything is better Mom made peace You saw the rest Thank you, the good star Yet You understood That it started badly I'm not waiting for the wave I'm waiting for the calm Little Prince has become the king Of his sand castle