J-Flowz­ - Fables [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[intro]
I could sell you stories
Woo
I could sell you stories
Woo

[hook]
I could sell you stories
But this ain't Balamory
I ain't out here flipping bricks nigger
You know my mother raised a good nigger

I could sell you stories
But this ain't Balamory
I was never in the hood nigger
You know my mother raised a good nigger

[verse 1]
No i don't carry I.D
Smoking poison ivy
Sipping two amigos
Sipping three amigos

Power to the people
They understand the movement

Now they know I'm able x2

To go anywhere
My music everywhere

This bitches dig my profile
I ain't on no label
You've all heard the stories
You know that Cain killed Abel

Still be banging kano
Still be banging kano

[Hook]

[verse 2]
Loyal to them numbers

Slowly applied some pressure
See how I got them tweaking
See how this shits organic

Better take me in
Your dealing with a God
Make them through their hands up
Like their trying to pray to God

I could sell you stories

From no one knowing my name
To open mic's, flew overseas
And now promoters be booking my name

Sell you stories

I been putting in work
Engraving my name in the game
Told my mother don't worry
Your sons got this
Im going to make them remember my face

[Interlude]
You see
The thing about Organic is...
It would be nothing without putting it threw the machine

Burn x4

[Verse 3: Bridge + Outro]
This shit started from a freestyle
Niggers wernt ready for the mixtape
Now they hear i'm working on a EP
Imma have that shit banging like an album


Im doing everything i told you that i would do
Couple niggers in my city show me mad love
Some of them are trying
Mhmm mhmm mhmm
Fuck it

When will the cheques come
Fuck it they can come when they want to
At the end of the day Ima get mine

I give the people what they ask
Heading to the top floor

Road trips in and out the city
Airport in and out of cities

This shit started back in 06
Was the kid
Who was fucking up every dance floor
Sneaking out to raves on a weekend
Only other option
Was to stay over a friends house

Popped my first brunch at sixteen
I was the kid
Who would try and do everything

Ask me who i was
I would tell a nigger everything

Ain't no politicking
Time is ticking
Trying to get it in
It ain't easy where Your from I'm from
You know we just trying to win