Fresh Air - Elbows [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
As I wake up on this Friday feelin Fresher then I ever have
Call me Reggie Miller in the Square where the pressure at
Talk smack to spike lee, kill the crowd with my Nike's
And got 7 mill on my chest like Tom Jones, icy
Chill, I'm drawlin, but my mind state is ballin
And braggin and boastin I bet, bangin beats is my callin
Not really rushin like Stalin, just fallin with my union
In this cold world no Truman we just ride around soul cruisin
Supply a round of that goose and, not even old enough drink
But at this party we boostin, nigga no time think
I'm young and havin fun, right now eff the repercussion
The kush rolled in the bluntin and they puffin on the stuffin
From second hand, might be high by the time I ride out
Huntin for some grubbin and this fancy place I eyed out
Stepped in, lookin like we off Cain no Abel
Feelin so unstable, but I'm
Eatin Fettuccine Alfredo with my elbows on the table

[Verse 2]
I don't pay fares or play fair, I like to live Laissez
Fair enough my character be free but no AJ
Ease the mind, leave the binds, unless they Amanda
All that and a bag chips just layed up in Atlanta
Eatin lobsters, who formally worked as dancers
Ballin like AI bet you know the answer
But really I'm just kickin, killin while time tickin
Livin while light dippin out the backdoor in the kitchen
I'm just sittin, watchin shows til its time to rock a show
Knock em sock em hot with flows for chicks flier then Gotham hoes
I mean why should I stop it though tryna become a topic bro
So coolin in the tropicals really become possible
Cruisin in the Caribbeans
With interchangeable woman like Aunt Vivian
Fantasies got me feelin unstable
Livin in a fable
Eatin Fettuccine Alfredo with my elbows on the table

[Verse 3]
With my elbows up, don't care, I ain't goin no where
Doin what I want, til a nigga hangin with BasedGod, so rare
Elbows up, care less, never catch me bare stress
Kick back, sick naps, don't really matter if my hair mess
I'm cool, watchin DBZ
Feelin like Frieza, blowin all the green
Like Namek the planet but never panic
Cuz life has up and downs like manic

[Verse 4]
No need to stretch it depress it I keep on groovin bro
Music is the movement that I'll try to keep on doin so
Improvin, each step relieve stress, I'm free
My piece of mind in peace, it's time to for me to be
I'm a modern day renaissance man
With the essence of adolescence still flexin so ever present
This for the niggas stressin over a text message
Sent to they ex with o's next to the exes
Just relax, until my next hit
Elbows up, truthfully be my lesson
No stressin, live each day like its a blessin
Til we restin in heaven do something that feels refreshin
Until everyone feel stable
Eatin Fettuccine Alfredo
I'm like dumb Ed, gravy and mash potatoes
With my elbows on the