Dakota Jack - Take 4 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
It's like, take 4
It's all good that's my lucky number
My bad Big D
Gio got the raw rolled up
I was just smoking some hash
Turnt up
Uh, look

[Verse 1]
I'm underestimated
But it's ok cause I'm use to it
Get medicated
Turn the music up and I'm glued to it
I don't want you to hate me
But you can go ask your bitch who's the shit
I'm tryna get paid see
I have but not from music yet
I don't sleep often
I'm either working in that studio
Or in the streets coughing
Smoking on that pharmaceutical
I'm finna get it poppin'
I ain't bout no little cubical
But I'ma go to college
Cause that's just the smart thing to do you know
And if I get a bunch of money
I'ma let that stack
Throw a couple P's to my G's in that trap
And if you hating on the boy
Then you ain't bout that life
Cause if you were, you'd know my name
You'd know about that price
Said I'm the first rapper to say "fuck my city"
Not all of y'all but fuck my city
Cause I know if I make it
Y'all haters gon be fucking with me
First rapper to say "fuck my city"
Not all of y'all but fuck my city
Cause I know if I make it
Y'all haters gon be fucking with me

[Chorus 2x]
We gettin' high
We gettin' turnt up
Windows down, blunt lit, weather gorgeous
I do it for the hustlers
For the workers
For them dope bitches steady getting burnt up

[Verse 2]
I don't stunt dog
Turn the 140 to a 950
What's up with y'all?
All I really know is grind and get it
They so appalled
When the white boy came out hot as shit
That money get slow
But when I need that I got it quick
So hold back
I got a couple goons who love to brawl
Married the game
So I can never fall in love with y'all
But I'm laid back, come get me
I don't even know the time
Shit I got my goals like Gretzky
And my money doing just fine
So I can serve that with a lie
Or serve that with some beef
If that beef hot enough it will get you burnt in the street
You ain't with my goons
Cause you know kid who knows cuz
We roll that blue
If you smell that you know it's us
I'm so out it hurts
I might take this shit all serious
Or freestyle the verse
Y'all fuck boys get hurt
I can make you look stupid or leave y'all in a hearse

[Chorus 2x]
We gettin' high
We gettin' turnt up
Windows down, blunt lit, weather gorgeous
I do it for the hustlers
For the workers
For them dope bitches steady getting burnt up