Cyrus - Speck Sixteen - Northside ( Remix ) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wrote this when I was high
Ego on the ground
My time is passing by
I just hope that I'm around
I wanna make you proud
I wanna sell some records, without selling out
I hope it's not too late, yeah
Please tell me it's not too late, too late..

I been going for a minute, hold up
Gave em' 7, guess we gotta warm up
You love Cyrus, but I hate his reflection
Not the kind of glass I'd like to pour up
I don't play anybody my old shit
I don't even know half the words of my shows
If this shit wasn't real, then it won't be
I'd rather sell my heart than give you my soul
I had to sit over conversation
Cheated on 3, but that death ain't patient
I just hit the bong off the coffee table
Cause I ain't gettin' high of likes and favorites
I don't give a fuck about an Instant Grammy
You wanna get a picture? Don't Instagram me
Got a few singles right around the corner
Think it might be time that you understand me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Spend that time, in all the news
Hope you know that, I'm coming soon from that
Northside, that northside, that north..
That northside, that northside, I know.. I'll see you soon

From that northside, that northside, that north..
That northside, that northside, I know.. I'll see you soon