Kilo Keemzo - Wavey [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Hook)
Turnt up with my bros
And I'm feeling wavey
Man Talking like they my dargz
But I ain't seen em Lately
Man I'm feeling wavey
P.R.O.B It's been the same team
None of these hoes gonna change me
Coz I'm steady on the grind and I let them know

(Verse 1)
Man turnt up
Make them get burnt up
They talking that bait talk
But their name I never heard of
I'm tryna swerve off, Swerve off in that Benz
Man's learning off of the ends
How man Skrrr of from the feds
But F That, I'm on a party vibe
Came in, all my dargz are hype
Make noise, we ain't hard to find
And we blaze joints, just to pass the time
But it's money over everything
Fam, I like to get it in
Make Dough, Break bread
Bring the Breddahs in
Man's talking that talk
I ain't letting him
Fuck chilling on walls, I'm on better things
Man move far with the force
Call it force, call it the medicine
No concern for the law
Burn in the jaw
Call it the medicine
Man want beef, don't app me
Please don't tweet, don't snap me
Coz I'm really on my grind
With my bros at my side
Coz I really got spots, no acne
Searching for these thots no breeds
Made it, make space for my family
Face looking Peng, No Backy
Got mates in the end, they'll back me
Got mates in the pen
Don Akhi
Turnt in a lot doe actually

(Hook)
Turnt up with my bros
And I'm feeling wavey
Man Talking like they my dargz
But I ain't seen em Lately
Man I'm feeling wavey
P.R.O.B It's been the same team
None of these hoes gonna change me
Coz I'm steady on the grind and I let them know

(Verse 2)
I'm a problem, there's no soulution
Team strong, there's no recruitments
Beefs long, but it's so confusing
If the beefs on, there's no Computers
Don't hype on the net
I rhyme for respect
Love no ho
I ain't wifin' a sket
Saying that your mashup
But your lying in your bed
Looking mad Bummy, when your live in the flesh
Being broke was a myth
Had to get dough
Never had money just to get shown
Fucking with the porridge, tryna get oats
Said I'm fucking with the porridge tryna get oats
Raps on Fire like an arsonist
Mandem Talking bout' barking sticks
Never held a gun in their palm or fist
While I'm at it, scrap the riz' and burn
Roll it up, make a spliff and turn
Broke Niggas, they'll nick a purse
Coz there's no limit for a likkle herb cuz
Fuck a German Whip
Peddle bike serve and you turn and flip
When you both did a crime
And you turn and snitch

(Outro)
Turnt up with my bros
And I'm feeling wavey
Man Talking like they my dargz
But I ain't seen em Lately
Man I'm feeling wavey
P.R.O.B It's been the same team
None of these hoes gonna change me
Coz I'm steady on the grind and I let them know