K Ben Rose - Not At All [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]

They say that crime doesn’t pay
Well it’s gonna pay today with these bars
Taking shit day by day
Wallet in my hand cause I know that it cost to be the boss
And I don’t trust these niggas
No no not not at all
I don’t trust these hoes
No no not not at all


[Verse 1] (K Ben Rose)
Ain't talking money that shit slow bro
That’s a no no
Gotta go go
On the strip like go go dancers ducking popo
These niggas thirsty
These hoes thirstier
Hit the concession stand and grab a soda or something
Rep the rock rep the rock like im hova or something
Where niggas put you on the wall like a poster or something
Might even rob you for your food don’t be grocery stunting damn
Bird in the hand is worth two in a bush
It ain't enough to bread win I’m not gone even look
For real man I need to ball I worked too hard for coach
So yeah man yeah mam I need a couple loafs
Two r’s black fam like the huxtables
And if you fuck with that
Then I fuck with you
I’m the fucking truth
Mr Lincoln
Got five dollars with a dream to be king man
Scratch that I got a dollar and a dream I forgot taxes
To pay these boys in blue to fucking harass us
To pay these fire fighters to put our shit out
Hot gear they gone try to put out my outfit
So they moving traffic just to get to me
They never met blue flames so that’s history
I’m gonna
I’m gonna make history
I’m In the studio depicting see

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[Verse 2] (Beno)
I’m in the midst of clouds it’s like I feel the rain storms and I feel the pain
Started off in January
Waited till December came
Hustling tryna eat
Waited but no dinner came
Even said my prayers
And all I saw was a plate of shame
Distress flow through my bones
Fill it in my vains
Hoping for a million instead of stealing
Feeling kinda lame
Hoping for them wheel as I see them flying in the lane
How you maintain and stay sane with pockets full of change
Profits gotta change
But I feel as though that’s up to god
Rich is like a kimo through a needle you that’s kinda odd
Tryna get in heaven with dollas homie that’s kinda hard
If I had the power word to momma I would bogart
Father forgive me for my sins im just tryna make it
You see my heart behind my thoughts so im far from faking
But im far from caking
So god I need your help
Tired of kicking down these niggas doors and seeing for myself
Two guns fuck em ass dog I need the wealth
So I can see my fam fly like Jamie in stealth
So greatly I felt
If they hate me they melt
Come against me im whipping ass no belts
On my waist
As I pace
Y’all replace
What I disgrace
Reach for dollars as I chase
Leave the path erased
Cover my base
So you never see the shit I face
Want it so bad I see dollars imprinted in my face

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[Verse 3](Sha)
True to my religion
Cooking grams in the kitchen
Baby mama straight wiling
But I stay on my mission
Man niggas want problems
Air them out slow leaking
Put the barrel to their chin
Blow their brains out to the ceiling
Ask your boy from the town
Ask the kid I get around
I get wavy
Get high
Cross my heart
Hope to die
Stick a needle in my eye
Hate walking wanna drive
Quarter pounder with the fries
Apple pie my favorite side
Wanna test me come and try
Armageddon where you die
All my niggas wonder why
All these bitches call me sha
Maybe I’m a nice guy
On this dick she wanna ride
On the Bed and the Stuy
In the hood my niggas live
I’m in the hood
I’m in the trap
I could hustle
I could rap
Give me sour
Bring a stack
You know Ima bring it back
Ima loyal ass nigga
To my peoples
Rest to stack
To my people rest to stack
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