Dunson - Broke Ass Dope Ass Rapper [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]

Man I'm just so sick of being a
Broke ass dope ass rapper
Broke ass dope ass rapper
Broke ass dope ass rapper
I can't think of nothing worse than being a
Broke ass dope ass rapper
Broke ass dope ass rapper
Broke ass dope ass rapper

[Verse 1]

Yesterday I spent my last hundred dollars on a microphone and whiskey
Record Label turned me down cause signing me was risky
Then I walked to the radio station
Said they can't put me in the rotation
We gotta play this Drake and this Jay and this J Cole
Cause we on payroll, stay patient
I'm a make a song dedicated to Versace
Hope I get picked by the illuminati
I just woke up with a new hangover, hope I get hit by a new Bugatti
Cause my pockets say don't rap no more
Heart saying play the track some more
I had Dior, but can't afford that no more
Cause Hip-Hop got a nigga in the thrift shop, Blacklemore
Look if Rhyme is money, I'm straight
If time is money, I'm late
Now I'm sitting on a Megabus in traffic
I gotta be hustling backwards, rap shit
Love to hate you and they hate to like you
DMV motherfucker take the title
It's straight survival
Let me take you on a ride with a broke motherfucker trying to break the cycle

Chorus x2

[Background]

Broke, Broke, Broke, I'm dope but I ain't got it
Broke, Broke, Broke, I'm dope, I ain't got it x2

[Verse 2]

Look I just learned how to jump over turnstiles in New York subways
My phone service finna end, My girl in Maryland
And she ain't seen me in a month of Sundays
Except for the front page of Baltimore Sun
I promised to come back on the following Monday
But I ain't have enough for a roundtrip
I copped me a one-way and took a couple shots on the runway
Just touched down and I flew commercial
How you gon' tell me I'm too commercial
All I ever earned was a moderate respect
And a thousand-dollar check from Universal
They told me don't quit it ain't like you can't spit
But you gotta make hits motherfucker make hits
And you gotta stay positive
Man, I be telling my bank account the same shit
Life's too short, that's what old people say
Money over hoes, that's what Kobe would say
I look at Jay, I look a Dre
Then a homeless nigga told me that it ain't about the money
Shit broke people say
That's a disease, look what I got up my sleeve
A nigga trying to get a different color government cheese
Look I was born without a silver spoon
Hits from out the living room
Premeditated murder nigga, told them I'm a kill it soon

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

Why rap if it falls on deaf ears
And Def Jam done forgot what Def is
Even tried to produce on the side just to eat
But Apple like the only motherfuckers buying beats
It ain't easy trying to place one
I got a dream I'm trying to chase one
But I think it's funny that they call it struggle rap
That's where the fuck rap came from
Then I thought XXL would've put me on the map
I'm under the radar, what kind of shit is that
Love me in the Burbs, will they love me in the trap?
Or say I college educated motherfucker shouldn't rap
College educated motherfucker get a job
Real rap niggas deal dope and they rob
So you're telling me I would've never had to starve
If I never got involved, If I never hit the blogs?
Damn dog can I crash on your couch for the weekend?
I broke lease and I get no sleep cause I'm in too deep
Trying not to fall off the deep end
Bitch I'm too linked in for a LinkedIn
But my resume's better than yesterday
I'm a be number one, that's what I'm after
But right now I ain't got no cash
I'm just a close ass broke ass dope ass rapper
...rapper

[Chorus]