Elijah Wiggins - AriZonas on a Tuesday [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Good morning you don't really know nothing 'bout me |
God put his hand in this so you don't need to doubt me |
Excellence I need excellence to surround me |
My little black book got 1 numbers it's astounding |
Odd ball I'm not really up on pro tools |
All y'all got these busy schedules I'm just chomping down on produce |
Bang hear the shot did I scare them off |
KIDD on the beat got young Tropp in my catalog |
And all of this is real talk |
God is moving heavily it's heavenly when I walk |
I'm working by myself I don't really need a sidekick |
Married to the music so sleep is like my side chick |
No beef man I'm on a strict diet |
Same team as kings and these misfits all invited |
Them weird kids got a touch kinda like Midas |
All gold everything alchemy peep the science |
What you know about my God though |
He the dude who been making young Picasso's |
Selah I remember when I had a Caesar |
I knew I was a piece of something great like that pizza that you're eating |
My girl is getting tired cuz I thank God it's the WKND |
Weird kids never die I guess I'll let that mantra sink in |
I'm bout to make some shirts for when you're chilling on the weekend |
All you're friends will ask you questions while they party play the Weeknd |
Boy it's Tuesday I got the church going up |
Only sipping living water but the spirit got my drunk |
Dancing like I'm David you can't catch me when I run |
Cuz I chow down on his flesh and covered in that red rum |
And that's the realest talk you've never heard |
You can check my album if you're looking for some crucial word | You can check my doctrine if you think I'm not speaking truth | New slaves breaking chains laying bars in my room |
I feel hood with my pants up |
My God pouring blessing like grandma on her grandson |
Rolling in a caliber never had a phantom |
Still grinding to the bone til my tithe is a grand son |
And SATX be that promised land |
Arizona tea got me felling like I'm Peter Pan |
Lost boy outside of neverland |
Neverland why do I need feet again?