HeebzStreet - Bottoms Up [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Turn my voice up a little too (Clears throat)
Yeah (Hums)

[Hook]
Life’s a game, but I don’t feel amusement
Couldn’t tell you if I’m winning or loosing
Bottoms up, drink to my confusion
Bottoms up, it’s late night boozin (X2)

[Verse 1]

I’m the kid that people love to take advantage of
Kicked when I’m down, all around damaged up
For that pain man I swear there ain't bandages
Still I’m cheesing for these muthafuckin cameras
While I’m hearing their words, I gotta handle stuff
Like this kids from the burbs, he ain't a man enough
He’s probably softer than sand, I bet he can’t erupt
But today I’m Pompeii, the way I’m standing up
I’m concerned with a yearn to burn my enemies
I gotta plan to be the man that they pretend to be
And to my fans I understand the love you send for free
I wouldn’t lie it’s why a pistol hasn’t ended me
And Still I’m working so hard it’s a damn habit
Its like my dreams are right in my hands and I can't grab it
My heart needs warmth but this world is kinda cold
I’m coming out the hole that I’ve dug to find my soul and

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Picture this, flashbacks start to play again
Kicked out of every single house you staying in
You meet insanity, your family ignores you
Christmas day, awake a lone in your dorm room
Been through hell but hella people gonna have it rough
Chasing dough when I know I'll never have enough
See I could see the truth in life with level eyes
Still i'm finding that I'm blinded by the devil's eyes
Dough, I need At it, Clothes, I need at it
I’m ill, I fiend havoc, a Pill and speed addict
Even if my odds of hittin the top are looking shady
If you think that ima quit and just stop, your fucking crazy
And the tic to the toc of the clocks are runnin daily
I ain't waitin on a prophet or God to come and save me
See my life, blame it all on the shots, call me Jamie
Fuck the wisdom that you got, your not just ganna play me cuz

[Hook]
Life’s a game, but I don’t feel amusement
Couldn’t tell you if I’m winning or loosing
Bottoms up, drink to my confusion
Bottoms up, it’s late night boozin (X4)