Justin Torres - Ridin' [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Prod. By MFA]

(Pre-Verse)
Looking for them critics point 'em out
Looking for them good women point 'em out
Step into the room haters never make a sound
When you leave then they choose to get loud

(Verse 1)
Cops come around, we don't ever answer
Never in them clubs looking for a dancer
Rather spend money on the family
Rather look after the people that's looking after me
When you on them papers you ain't smoking like you used to
High off of life gotta learn that it's beautiful
Thinkin' bout my choices all the trouble it would get me in
Shouts to my P.O., I'ma see you on the 20th
Always on Point cause I'm from it
Turn backs on ya haters when they fronting
How you getting money when you spend it on the bitches?
I don't talk much, I don't know who could be snitching
Feds always looking for a reason never give it to 'em
Haters will distract you never listen to 'em
Lookin' up to God like "forgive me for my sins"
Cause the devil tryna put that work in, but it ain't working

(Hook)
Speak soft, but smoke loud (Speak soft.. Smoke loud)
I learned that when you hear sirens, you don't make a sound (Shhh)
We be steady riding (Riding, riding)
Steady riding (Riding)
Find me with the squad steady riding (Riding riding)
We be riding (Yes Lord, we be riding)

(Verse 2)
Started drinking more cause I'm smoking less
Dealers tagging up my phone now they smoke the best
Caught with the possession now I'm stressing more
Year of pro for only a gram, I guess less is more
I just need the money fuck the talking now
You ain't talking money what is there to talk about?
This is what life turned me into
Life was okay till I learned money issues
Grinding till I hit the dirt
Grind till my fam say "that boy put in work"
Grind till my mama no longer hurt
This is my art let me show what it's worth
You ain't gotta understand me
You wanna kill the kid, get a plan b
Sit down if you can't stand me
I'll supply long as they demand me

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
This the shit that I would pray for
This the shit that I was made for
Wondering why people hate for
They only love all the fame if it ain't yours
Made up my mind then I made it
Knew that my dreams wouldn't come if I waited
This is my life & I'm gon' celebrate it
These bottled emotions get opened I'm dranking
Point side I got you forreal
All on my own no one got me my deal
How you gon' stop me forreal?
I will not stop till I got me a mill, then another one
I'ma get another one
I will not stop till I get me a mill
Then I'ma go get another one