Earl Hayes - Images [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

"I mean, you might not approve of the way we live our lives but it works for us. We advance through taking chances, nigga."

I throw the dice, I hit a seven
I left the table. My nigga, I'm done betting
Straight to my suite, I'm letting the view set in
The club is packed, guess whose guests they gonna let in?
Raisin, jelly over some white truffles
The cash for that came out my Louie duffle
My Bitch rocked the Hermes, I got the buckle
Two matching Rolexes that makes us a cute couple
If keeping up with the Jones's got you in trouble. Then keeping up with the Hayes is gonna cost you double
And, I love it, my nigga, you got to witness it
I'm an addict and I'm addicted to images
Coastline! Look at the coastline!
From the back of the zoomer it's cigar smoke time
My glass is empty I'm going to need more wine
Look at my watch, it should be the cover of Time
Look at my bitch she should be the cover of Vogue
Look at how the brand new Porsche cover the road
Look at how the runway dress covers her ass
She my cover girl so I'm going to cover the tab

Take it in
Cause everything you want and more
Is here for you, here for you
If i was you, i wouldn't worry about nothing
2x

I blackjacked, took the dealer
Took a shot of XO and went to my villa
Strange woman kept rubbing on my chinchilla
I do it big with intentions to do it bigger
I let her sip clear water off of the deck
Clear blue skies off the wings of the jet
Handmade automobiles, Tiffany sets
Diamonds without a flaw its like Alaska around my neck
I love to see niggas get what they deserve
Whether it's bullets or mansions out in the burbs
I love to see a bitch face when the crew pulls up
I love reminding these wack niggas what cool was
I love to see contracts with large amounts;
A bowl of cheerios is falling into my account
And, I love it my nigga you gotta witness it
I'm an addict and I'm addicted to images
The roses on the Pierre Jourdan bottle
Too many bitches! Hugh Heffner is my role model
Ive seen Michael Jackson do the illest shit:
Was born black and broke and died white and rich

Just take it in
Cause everything you want and more
Is here for you, here for you
If i was you, i wouldn't worry about nothing
So just take it in
Cause everything you want and more
Is here for you, here for you
If i was you, i wouldn't worry about nothing, nothing

Take it in
Oh baby just take it in
Take it in
Cause everything you want and more
Is here for you
Is here for you
Take it in
Im here for you, here for you