Gaz the Rapper - Memories [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I’m just livin life
Watch me throw this shit in drive
Listening to forest hills
While I’m trying to catch a vibe
I keep this shit real
Mirror image of my mind
I don’t have a lot of money but I think I’m doing fine

If good things come in time
I’m a count up all these seconds
When I see my friends and family
I sit and count my blessings

And I don’t know what you been told
But I’ve been told that life is golden
Act the way the way you wanna be treated
Then we can all grow old and

Reminisce on better days
We’re veterans of every day
Bills and school and government
I feel like all I do is pay

My momma all she do is pray
Hoping that I catch a break
And never face a hater’s blade

Gatorade bath on the victory lap
Watch me pull myself ahead cause I’m the pick of the pack
And we sit back, relax
Going over these tracks
Heard this shit come together like the notes of a Sax



(Hook)
I know that life is shitty bro
But look at how these lights can make the city glow
There are nights when I just sit at home
And wonder where I’ll ever go

Uh
Give me the beat, give me the bass
If I’m doing something wrong I hope you tell me to my face
I’m taking my own angle even if they bend to break to me
Know that y’all can never take me alive
Cause that’s just Blake

I remember every moment from the summer to december
Even when the skull and bones are gone I’ll always be a member
Fam and friends will pass away, but I’ve got them forever
Did you really waste your time if you tried at your endeavor?

I work well under pressure
Logical way of thinkin
These women logging calories
Like they were Abe Lincoln

These times have got me thinkin
My mind has got me drinkin
I try to fluff up my LinkedIn
I’m a rapper let that sink in

I’ma try to make my own way
Crunchin like a frito lay
Skippin out on lunch
I know it doesn’t help but I’m ok

Keep control through meditation
Heavy dose of vegitation
Got me sittin floatin
Waitin on my first paycheck

Every blow you know I take it
And I’m on the road to probably make it
Show stopper flow rocker
Woah
All these other rappers constipated

She asked for love, was handed rubbers
Livin in the land of lovers
What else but the sky above us
I'm waiting on the day
When they don't have to try to love us

It seems for every sacrifice I make
I’m still grindin and I’m vibin just tryna find my fate
Nights in the studio turn to full days
We spit wisdom it wasn’t in him to be the same

Now why you think I’m rappin G? This masterpiece has to be
Y’all been askin me for months when am I gonna let y’all have the beats
Hopin that y’all ain’t mad at me, still don’t want the flattery though
Been workin on the tape for a minute this shit has to be dope

If you judge a book by its cover
My brother
You’ll probably never read it
Long as you’re breathin
Till someone other
Gets in the mood to go and heed it
If you don’t check the wound how could you know if you’re still bleeding
I distill feelings, its never been this clear to me before
I stepped up to the plate, I swang, and now I want some more
And now I want some more



(Hook)
I know that life is shitty bro
But look at how these lights can make the city glow
There are nights when I just sit at home
And wonder where I’ll ever go