Lino Hayez - Like Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Lino Hayez]
Can't spit like me, you ain't shit like me
But I see you trying to get like me
You don't like me but your bitch like me
All up on my dick better get wifey

[Verse 1: Lino Hayez]
Jays on my feet bandana tied roun' my leg
Gold cubano link on my neck
Tell my niggas quit the bitchin' we gon peak in a sec
Got no reason to stress best believe im the best
Word to jesus im blessed
Got them g's in my set, Couple g's in my sweats
Checks be lookin' like a doctor bill
Gotta whole lotta' money in my pockets like im Doctor Phil
My kick game sick Lionel Messi on the soccer field
Your shit wack like a mobster kill
I be down for whatever whenever no matter the weather
My niggas gon chase after cheddar
We chase and erasing the debtors
Im only concerned about raising my bread up
Coppin that Martin that Maison Margiela
Headlining shows rock the stage at coachella
Getting dumb pay a nigga gotta get it some way
Peep my niggas got hammers, my click is bananas
When the money running low hit a lick off a scammer
Im down with the shits for the glitz and the glamour
Taking over shit nigga im the new cancer
Haven't you heard nigga im the new cancer
Yeah nigga im the new cancer
Haven't you heard nigga im the new cancer
Couple bad bitches giving head i'm the head of the street
Other niggas can't compare em to me
Im everthing you not plus i'm smoother
Rocking some gear with the head of medusa
We them young niggas you better get used to
Bitch im the present the past and the future
Fuck all the rumors you lose with the losers
I move with the movers we smooth on manuevers
Your bitch love the man nigga Musa

[Hook: Lino Hayez]
Step up in the party bitches looking like im all that
Riding Round my town with rowdy niggas and they all strapped
I been getting money hitting honeys what you call that
Nigga what you call that
Since I done got my paper up these pros all on my ball sack
I don't love these bitches man these bitches need to fall back
Probably fuck you once and leave you hoping that I call back
But I don't even call back what you call that

[Verse 2: Lino Hayez]
You can't spit like me you ain't shit like me
I see you tryna get like me
You don't like me but your bitch like me
All up on my dick better get wtfey
Moving on the low cause a snitch might see
All gold slugs man them shits icey
Herringbone chain and them kicks nike
Skinny sweatpants with a crisp white tee
Always getting money got a rich physche
You a bitch hypebeast ain't shit like me
I'm the man and these niggas tryna imitate
Nigga doing shows all up in ya state getting cake
Riding round town speeding down the interstate
Never hit the brake nigga fuck a bitter jake
I only wanna fuck bitch fuck a dinner date
Will never be that nigga that be getting played
Professional pimp walked around dressedd with a limp
Sporting the best looking bitch and treat her like she ain't nothing
That's some real shit boy i ain't stunting
And a nigga don't flex no more
Ain't trying to impress no whore
Don't want no materialistic ass bitch
I want a nice girl who been through some shit
Who gonna be around if im broke or rich
That's on some shit
Never met a nigga worth impressing
As long as im true to myself I don't care if i'm first or i'm second
The devil disgusing your curse as a blessing
Taking my chances and learning my lesson
Loving my life man my birth is a blessing
Ain't nothing change bout my thought or my message
This just the first time you heard me express it

[Hook: Lino Hayez] x2
Step up in the party bitches looking like im all that
Riding Round my town with rowdy niggas and they all strapped
I been getting money hitting honeys what you call that
Nigga what you call that
Since I done got my paper up these pros all on my ball sack
I don't love these bitches man these bitches need to fall back
Probably fuck you once and leave you hoping that I call back
But I don't even call back what you call that