Low Gravity - Problem [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Low gravity, bitch

[Hook 2x]
Started with a dream now we out here making guala
Chillin' with my team, now these bitches wanna follow
Said I'm all about my cream, but it started with a dollar
Had a million dollar scheme now they saying we a problem

[Tongel]:
Million dollar schemes graduated to billion dollar dreams
With a condo out in south beach so serving all the fiends
I'm a problem, meeting with the devil and I robbed him
Had to save my city like its motherfuckin' Gotham
Been serving the dope cause I'm allergic to broke
I had house and car payments, I'm conserving the dough
Learning the ropes of this silly little game called life
Like if we fuck that don't mean you can stay all night
Play off nights, Heat against the Pacers
I remember walking down my street with just a razor
Now my heat cold as a glacier
Bullets headed for your cranium
Talking all that shit you could clapped just like a stadium
Work it out like gymnasium
'Bout to blow like uranium
Smoking with a couple bad bitches in my atrium
Started with a dream and it turned to a reality
But what I make in one show I could pay your salary

[Hook 2x]
Started with a dream, now we out here making guala
Chillin' with my team, now these bitches wanna follow
Said I'm all about my cream, but it started with a dollar
Had a million dollar scheme now they saying we a problem

[Carson Weekly]:
Check, I let go, the sweat shows, I wreck shows
Million dollar dreams so I don’t need no fucking rest ho
Started from the bottom getting guala from the get go
Started with a dollar, shit, you know how the rest goes
I'm reckless, I keep two tecs up in my Lexus
Don't stress shit, fuck it rep my city like a necklace
And life's fast and death comes sooner than expected
Matter fact my life could be taken at any second
‘Cause I'm rollin’ up with my top back, like fuck the world with a copped sack
I'm Going 95 on 95, my 95 make me wanna cock it back
And Squeeze
But yo the low won't let me pull the trigger
He told me son I got some plans you gon’ be pulling figures
So fuck it I'm gon’ be spitting till my last breath
Cause me and Tongel got more problems than a math test
I roll my feelings up and leave ‘em in the past tense
I left the trap picked up the mic and ain't been back since

[Hook 2x]
Started with a dream now we out here making guala
Chillin' with my team, now these bitches wanna follow
Said I'm all about my cream, but it started with a dollar
Had a million dollar scheme now they saying we a problem