Kiid Scoob - Keep It Real [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'm Money driven I ain't chillen in the backseat
I'm runnin' to that that money yeah, kinda like an athlete

In a track meet
Money talks so I need compensation just to have a conversation, ugh

The flow wild you ain't stopping my shine
Cause like a premature child, I'm ahead of my time, nigga


So move over, I'm headed for the top
I'm tryna get my bread up nigga never will I stop

See me and my niggas ready to be steady getting gwaup
So like machetes I will chop
Any nigga for they spot

And my rhymin' got me climbin' up this ladder dawg
I swear I'm focused like a student on some adderall

And niggas saying I'm a drop or fall
But see I couldn't picture that at all even with a camera on

Such foolishness, that's why you can't evolve
We out here doing shit, you mad cause you ain't involved

Cause you full of shit, on the sack like it's full of gifts
But shit, I'm no Santa Claus

I'm just a hungry spitta tryna eat nigga
I'm talking six figures in a week nigga

That's a lot of bread, and I'm a get it all
I ain't tripping I'm a man on a misson dawg'

Cause if you are what you eat
Then I must have the appetite of a chimp
Cause nigga I'm the shit

Stackin' metaphors on metaphors
I got them savage flows that tag toes
Thats a graffiti pedicure

Yeah, but through the flow I sell hope
Fuck a coca-cola boat I ain't tryna sell dope

But I been up in the city where they blastin' the tecs
Sellin' bags full of stress that's why they ass is depressed

And you average at best
Yo pitch is so whack
And my average at bat would cause an asthma attack

Cause I hit it out the park when I spazz on the track
I got the passion that matches some matches on wax

Cause my flame stay burnin'
The game stay turnin'
And yo main gimme brain so you know i stay learnin'

Yeah
You niggas been laggin'
While I'm in the stu droppin bombs when I'm labbin
Call me Bin Laden

And I been snappin' on these whack rappers
Spreading trash to the masses this shit is tragic

My fashion be flashin'
My bitch Stacey Dashin'
They can't see me I got 'em grabbin they glasses


Yeah, for the record, facing these fakers is hectic
But I've been patience as ever waiting to make an impression

So don't mistake it for delaying, I'm just waiting a second
Face it, I still lay it like I'm spraying a weapon

It's like I'm bakin' with aprons, cause I'm makin' that cajun
That's that hot shit, you not it
You fake it to make it

You should face and embrace it
And no way to debate it
You haters wasting my patience dont make me lace up your faces

Ive been up on my paper chase and I'm making that major cake
So up on my paper chase that I'm eating on paper plates

And while feastin' and eating cake, I'm going for seconds
I've been broke for a minute so It's my time to reck it

Check it, I'm going off like a metal detector
When you tryna get through it with a neckless or weapon


Ugh, check it, this is reckless aggression
Use your wits call it quits when I jump on the record, nigga