Juda Jmar - Atlas [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Pre-Verse]
Lighter ,Fire, pop a buweiser
All up in your face like Nigga fuck a Flier
Rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas
Scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics

[Verse 1]
I never been the best just the best that I can be
Got my mind on the money let go and now im free
But that that that don’t mean I can't be number one
The mutha fuckin go to God to get the job done
Perfect with my imperfection, using words as my weapons
Doubble double counting blessing
You can't beat my why bother, I told the Grimm Reaper try harder
I dream big but I reach farther ARGH
I'm trying to eat like im Warren Buffet
She not concerned with the green touching
Not rich but Wealthy, and shit to tell
I'm not the smartest but I'm clever enough
And want the world but that’s never enough

[Pre-Verse]
Lighter ,Fire, pop a buweiser
All up in your face like Nigga fuck a Flier
Rolling up a spliff just to clear the canvas
Scheming purple euros with my dirty money antics

[Verse 2]
Jacques Brel the way I'm singing and chant shit
I dream on sheets while you dreaming on mansions
Overdue bills got you preying like mantis
DFM Break-even no advances
Play to win no gwap or second chances
You don’t even know the definition of madness
I'm going in I call it verbal acrobatics
You African? Well yea I'm afro-mattic
AKA a savage and day by day an addict
My bros no I'm ratchet still skating no hatricks
Juda-J what do you want for your last wish?
I want the world in my hands Nigga ATLAS

[Pre-Verse]
Lighter Fire, where the fucks my lighter?
A 25 to lifer my crime is in the cypher
A threat because hes not like us California Gold
Blunt peeled glass filled Ready to roll

[Verse 3]
Complicated Occupation
Barbershops can't even fade
Damn it feels I almost made it
Bit my lip I almost taste it
My motivation, drip drip drive my crazy
California born and raised me, now it's PARIFORNIA Baby
Its on you to find the truth in this statement
Shit just listen you have the occasion
December 20/12 man you thought you would be dead
Pushing 25 man I thought you would be dead
So my three best birthdays I told you bout instead
My bronze colored birthday she offered me some head
Silver platted birthday she offered me some love
But on my solid gold birthday I got all of the above

I want the world but that’s never enough X2