Loaded Lux - F.I.L.M. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Bridge]
You gonna keep this up
Keep on falling, keep on falling

I can't explain, but I'm willing
Caught up in fame what a feeling
All of the lights, we in the building
Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me

[Verse 1]
Stop position, opposition ain't no competition
Stop position, opposition ain't no competition
Stop position, opposition ain't no competition
Stop pretending propositions full of contradictions
Ain't no love for you haters from the other side
Call the blind when you see in you're easing up my time
For the way that I do it, all wise no, no mind blowing
Your mind taking a stool
Fine showing that God loaded
You to a highway to new force
Dumb nigga why hate? Cause you say no to learning something
Loaded locks I can't, what you say no to learning something
Loaded locks I can't, what you say no to learning something
Putting you to the back I put a point yellow all through this back
You the killer baby know my case
No feeling put the money in the seif
Came a man honest when we posing
Bitch can't tell my I-Ge
Bullshit on the map like you won't eat
Whatever you do nigga keep rowing

[Hook]
I can't explain, but I'm willing
Caught up in fame what a feeling
All of the lights, we in the building
Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me
I can't explain, but I'm willing
Caught up in fame what a feeling
All of the lights, we in the building
Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me
Whatever you do you know you gotta keep on film me
Keep on film me, keep on film me
Them cameras beaned up, babe keep on film me

[Verse 2]
What and listen how I'm living in my compositions
Honest missions of beloved straight above the mission
In fact you give it to the bricks that needs a touch
Wait let me get it, put you with my man Lux
Shit they prolly saying in the musty faces
Say shoot that hoe don't trust
And the club hatin we love makin with the shit you prolly won
Fuck nigga why hate? Cause you ain't known to getting money
Caught up in the gang feeling like I joined a gang and did it all for the name
Loyalty's a game but the industry's full of niggas and they all got game
Only for the cameras, only for the cameras

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Money talk when I walk in
Broke niggas be crying
I don't drink but yeah 100 pink of that ride
Rose is for cry I'm just swinging low with my sway
Hooligans they flexing
Bad ones on my girls bad and my instagram
No taxi, and yea I'm single like a dollar bill
Curved it all and I'm trying to chill
Count a mill, hide the bill and got time to'
Niggas film me cause your girl is real
Bitches film me say your girl is thrill
Cause I'm bout that, I bounce that
This be money that mouse trap
Yeah we in there, riding round in that gatti
No murder ink when I'm killing shit
And I'm finna capture that body
So back back if I bang the boy
Cause I'm in straight for yo Benjamin
This came up with some new money
That shit ain't no coincidence

[Hook]

[Outro]
You know how I show you respect? By showing you nothin
Get ready, count these millions