Текст песни Blue Flame - Zak North

I blew flames on myself but this is not Atlanta
Blue flames like toothless I am dark and handsome
Blue faces in my pocket whenever I'm rocking
Chrisean Loubotin or whatever you call it
Stop it most likely it's a replica
You could sell it and pay off your Toyota Celica
Hate to sound cynical
But these days the stories that are told sound identical
You rap about trials but I am guessing they're clinical

The streets haven't seen you I guess you're just invisible
So let's talk percentages
The poverty rate is nineteen point five
There's twenty million black men in America
That means sixteen million of you have never seen poverty
So did you grow up trapping? No probably

But every Friday eighty-five percent of the new music is talking about catching bodies
Somebody's lying
The math ain't mathing your path ain't pathing
So how much y'all value the truth
I'm just asking
You can't rap about street shit when your childhood meals
Were wild caught Alaskan salmon

I can't talk about bodies I never caught or drugs that I never sold
Or sluts that I never fucked or women I never loved
Liquor I never I drunk or weed that I never smoked
Or 4's that I never poured
Money I never got or guns that I never shot
But aye I guess we're all different

When you ask about my brand that's the difference
It's authentic
The shit my family owned the sheriff auctioned it
This my reality its never augmented
You didn't just start to feel away you always did
My success only altered it
I know it did I could feel it yeah

The lil nigga dropped the lil and became the nigga
The lil nigga became good with the militia
Malicious actions really could get you hit up
Riding around stunting but the tags from the dealer
Damn Artistic
I feel like I am autistic Savant Syndrome
Got the shit that people love and it sends them
I can't fuck someone over and befriend them

It doesn't work for me that way not at all
I've been told I am loyal to a fault
I take words with a single grain of salt
I'd rather be understood above all
Side stage watching Fredo Bang and Toosii
I saw myself on stage and felt loopy
I met his DJ I cannot believe he knew me

Gave me the goosies I'm doing something right
I have the blueprint scattered in pieces
Throughout the World Wide Web if I can reach it
What's information without meaning it's useless
I just pray I'm the Nigga that God keeps choosing