Cloud Nine Red - 1992 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Hold up, homie wait up/
Im really meaning all the shit that I be saying, when I say it, Im being scr8 up/
Mama, I said mama/
Im just tryna get this money, I dont believe its Mo Money, Mo Problems/
Cuz I got some, oh yeah I got some/
& it seems like right now, this money is the only way that I can solve em/
So I ain't playing, No sir, I ain't playing/
I just wake up in the morning, put my shoes on & i chase it day out, day in/
Every day, yeah, every day, yeah/
Every day, yeaah, I be getting buttad/
I be drinking, I be smoking, I be hollin bout some "Free my lil brother!"/
I'm from that Louis, boy that Louisville/
To keep it real, Im from a place where you better off letting Jesus grab the wheel/
Cuz we out chea, boy we out chea swerving/
& if it ain't gone be that Henny, you might as well just fill my cup up with some bourbon/
I was born in 19- 1992/
It took me 20 some odd years to get my mind right and my ass up the zoo/
So what yall ready, what yall rey do?/
Yall got weed, I got gas, call some hoes, mane let me ride with you/
But I got warrants, so play it coo/
I ain't tryna do no time, pay no fines, Im just tryna pay my dues/
& stay true/
Ooo/