Emilio Rojas - Pray [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by DJ RellyRell]

[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
One time for the haters, I hope that me winning is giving them pain
If you throwing that dirt on my name, it’s ‘cause you were digging ya grave
Shit, bury me with a magnum condom on
And the minute I die, all of my dickriders is hopping on
Yeah, I’m up in the Heights, up in the night, up in your wife
She telling me you ain’t fucking her right, no wonder Emilio loving his life
We all smart and my crib’s walls, it got all art
I’m on Wall Street like it’s Walmart and you push back like a false start
And all my chicks is dancing, they don’t do ballet
And you in cars you can’t keep, you should do valet, right?
I’m in rare J’s and I’m courtside with a bad bitch with a fat ass
And that backside like a Porsche sign
I’m running the city with people that would never talk to police
And they seeing the badge and the gun like it’s a mark of the beast
Triple seis, three sixes, I’m waking up with three tens, three bitches

[Hook]
Pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray
Don’t do as I do, just do as I say
I’m bringing a hater right down to his knees
Better believe we pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray
Don’t do as I do, just do as I say
I’m bringing a hater right down to his knees
Better believe we pray

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
I told ya I got no shame, I spent so much of this blood money
My bank account, it got blood stains, said fuck fame, fuck change
I want assets, not chump change and she mad wet
When that money came, I don’t owe y’all for not one thing
And I never did ask for no favors, I’ve never been given no help
And I never rely on nobody, I had to go get it myself
And I never would sell my soul, never been living in Hell
Never been one to fold or do what I’m told
I did it for real, I did it for real, that’s all me
Want a favor? Don’t call me, ain’t no hand outs
I had hand me downs when I was young and I ball free
I been eating pommes frites up by the palm trees
And I don’t bite the hand that feeds until I palm read
Yeah and the future never was certain
I’m uptown and I’m working now, I’m keeping stacks on my person
My mama needing her bills paid and my wifey needing new purses
Huh, you hear the hunger in my verses, yeah

[Hook]