AWOL$ - Crime Pays [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: AWOL$]
See the other day
A nigga told me i gotta struggle like he do, haha
I told that nigga "Fuck You, I'm getting paid!" ha

[Hook]
Tell them niggas talk about money if they talking about something
If dollars ain't the subject I ain't up for the discussion (at all)
Profit in abundance put the product in the luggage
This music is like a drug I give narcotics to the public (because that's what they on)
Crime pays and niggas dying over nothing
Turn nothing into something but they rather see me struggling (and that's cuz they broke)
Crime pays so everyday you see me husting
And all these niggas fake, the dollar sign is who I'm trusting (till I'm gone)

[Verse 1: AWOL$]
I'm hearing niggas talking crazy out the side of they necks
Talking about I fell off but I be cashing them checks
A couple things I had going that I hadda correct
The money wasn't looking right and niggas hadda invest
So I spent a little bread, started stacking the rest
Now I'm up a couple thousand and there's more ima get
Stacking 20, 50s, 100s, you know I'm the shit
Fast money, cash money, never slow till I'm rich
California Dreaming, money and private planes
I struggle to fight my demons in love with finer thangs
This money don't make me happy just love the feeling it bring in
And i don't love these woman just love when they give me brain, b-b-brain!
Tired of hearing people say I changed
What's the point of working hard? Its not so I can stay the same
They don't understand my vision so I buy designer frames
And I rock a lot of chains, thats so I can hide the pain uhh
These motherfuckas think my life is easy
Wonder how I wear these shoes the way I do without them creasing
Let you take a walk in them you won't want them, just believe me
I'll let you see what I'm thinking since you really wanna be me
Its never easy, I be on my grind so I get it
Same 24 hours I'm using my time different
And my Rollie is never ticking I'm viewing my time different
All my shit paid for nigga none of mine, rented!
I really live it, hadda grind go get it
When you living life fast then the grind go with it
I been working hard over time no limit
So I shine new Rollie for the time gold dripping
Crime pays the bottom line no quitting
If I want it I'ma take it now it's mine no thinking
They say wait but I need way more digits
And waiting don't get me paid that's why I hate broke niggas

[Hook]
Tell them niggas talk about money if they talking about something
If dollars ain't the subject I ain't up for the discussion (at all)
Profit in abundance put the product in the luggage
This music is like a drug I give narcotics to the public (because that's what they on)
Crime pays and niggas dying over nothing
Turn nothing into something but they rather see me struggling (and that's cuz they broke)
Crime pays so everyday you see me husting
And all these niggas fake, the dollar sign is who I'm trusting (till I'm gone)

[Verse 2: AWOL$]
Look nigga this that teflon don shit I'm grindin' till the coffin
And looking for them presidents like where's the oval office
This symphony is flawless turn enemies to corpses
Black on black Porches, get parked outside my fortress
So proceed with caution, but no need to warn them
These niggas know that I'll let it blow if they get between my fortune
Now everything distorted and I'm not an alcoholic
But the recipe for my remedy is drink Hennessy and get nauseous
I toast with bosses
Rolex's imported, my music is dope it's like coke you can snort it
I used to be broke I ain't rich but I'm flossing
My mother could barely afford to pay mortgage
Had 2 different jobs just to buy me them Jordan's
No food in the fridge hadda drank out the faucet
I could never pay her back and that's the reason I'm recording
My whole family on my back so I'm beasting until we all win
I'm all in this really isn't for amateurs
I know the paparazzi gon watch me with all the cameras
Rollie perpetuated faded
Stumbling and standing up
Passport stamping overseas where we landed from
And I'm tryna get a condo out in Bel Air
Living presidential with a Benz I'm tryna get there
Bentley continental ain't a rental hit the next gear
They getting sentimental need a million by next year

[Hook]
Tell them niggas talk about money if they talking about something
If dollars ain't the subject I ain't up for the discussion (at all)
Profit in abundance put the product in the luggage
This music is like a drug I give narcotics to the public (because that's what they on)
Crime pays and niggas dying over nothing
Turn nothing into something but they rather see me struggling (and that's cuz they broke)
Crime pays so everyday you see me husting
And all these niggas fake, the dollar sign is who I'm trusting (till I'm gone)