Damez - On The Run [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Shit there go 12 bruh
Deko on the beat
Damez
Turn up

[Hook]
I’m on the run for that money (that money)
I’m on the run for that money (that money)
I’m on the run for that money (that money)
These niggas ain’t got nothing for me (they hating)
All I see is blue lights behind me (fuck 12)
Catch up if you want me, come find me
I’m on the run from the pain
I’m bout to take off on a plane

[Verse 1]
I’m sculpting my craft like the renaissance
I keep a shaft like the renaissance
I’m riding dirty on 20
That work moving sturdy on 20
I’m making this play with my young nigga
Had hell of a day with my young nigga
This could be my last day so fuck it
They gone hate either way so fuck it

[Pre-Hook 1]
Hopping on planes when I’m dolo (when I’m dolo)
Rolling up planes, I’ma dolo (I’ma dolo)
I’m taking these trips on my dolo (on my dolo)
I smoke a whole zip on a dolo (fuck yall)
I’m moving in silence I’m solo (I’m solo)
They asking why you always solo (I’m Damez)
I just can’t trust none these niggas
Got goons that’ll bust at these niggas

[Hook x2]

[Bridge 1]
Damn, I been winning
I been swiping, I been spending
I been writing, I been venting
Three designers, call it blending
Got damn, I been winning
I been swiping, I been spending
All these cities, I’m ascending
On another fucking trip

[Verse 2]
Yo
Just spent a check up in Lenox
Life is too short not to spend it
You can’t see me cause its tinted
You see that two door then I’m in it
My brother said nigga you brave
And I still ain’t been to his grave
I just can't come to accept it
So I just been here in my cave
Cooking up juice like a patron
I’m in a booth with a apron
Spitting out flames like Sriracha
Should change up my name to Sriracha
I’m switching up whips, it ain’t nothing
All this shit it don’t really mean nothing
Got damn where the fuck is my terminal
Eyes low while I’m finding my terminal

[Pre-Hook 2]
Hopping on planes I be dolo (I be dolo)
Rolling up planes, bout to dolo (bout to dolo)
I’m taking these trips on my dolo (on my dolo)
I smoke a whole zip on a dolo (on a dolo)
Got damn where the fuck is my terminal (my terminal)
I’m geekin, I can’t find my terminal
Life is too short to be stagnant
I stay with that piece like a fragment

[Hook x2]

[Bridge 1]

[Verse 3]
I need it all, I don’t want it
12 tryna find me I’m wanted
But them niggas slow, I put out the dro
I mash on the gas to 100
Then I bust a right on Panola
The radio full of payola
I pull up on Rome just to reload
Know I got the bars like granola
I’m bumping The Chronic, I’m smoking
We sparking I got yo bitch choking
I’m ill, I don’t need no cosign
These niggas dick ride for a cosign
I’m adding a stamp to my passport
I’m having shit shipped to my landlord
I’m on the run for that money with gold on my wrist
Wood grain on my dashboard

[Bridge 2]
Damn, I’m that nigga
How you know? How you figure?
Three designers, it’s a mixture
Get yo life, get yo fixture
Call me Damez, I’m that nigga
Always riding with my niggas
With my niggas
And we bout to smoke another fucking zip