Figg Budah - 3-D [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

3-D
[Chorus: Figg Budah]
Ridin' ridin', nigga jus slidin'
Flying high and never colliding
I make it look easy but it ain't easy
I’m live up in 3d but they can’t see me

[Verse 1: Figg Budah]
Cruising, using my electric flow
Got a think tank full of petro, fuck moving slow
Show you how this money grow
Take the beat for a ride, let’s go
And we just coastin', high on the clouds we floatin'
How they gon' copy my motion? Gotta be joking
I’m too smooth when I’m rolling, but ain't nothing wrong with hoping
Anything goes, had to get mine with crime
But that hardly make it to my rhyme, so nobody knows
Except for the people I supply and the niggas that’s with me real close

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 2:Figg Budah]
Ok its Budah, number one microphone killa'
Number one flow controller, I always been bout my scrilla
I always been a rock and roll'a, hold up
Since everybody stealing everybody style I guess everybody get props
I twist the whole thing up like my dreadlocks
And I won’t let up never gon' stop, Imma keep on

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3: Figg Budah]
Damn, sound like I’m in my groove
Feel like I hit my stride, aw man
Suckas ain't got no clue, how this nigga get so live
Been in it for a while nigga this ain't a fluke
This ain't a lie nigga you know the truth
You ain't a live nigga? This ain't for you
Not the same old shit this be that new, I’m
Flyin high and, never colliding, Friday night and
Yea we just vibin'. I’m just tryna scoop lil honey right there
Real cute face and them thick ass thighs
She stylin', stylin' baby profiling
Dialing dialing on the late night
And she called me up asked if it’s too late
I told her bad bitches can’t have bad timing
And I won’t even make you wait, Imma come and put it down
She know I got what it takes, to make her whole body smile
In the past I made mistakes, wanna make my family proud
And I made me a mixtape.. (But that bitch fuck around and sound like a album)
And I’m still
(Chorus)