Michael Rothschild - Shawty Imma Beast [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Chorus:

You could catch me on the West
You could catch me on the East
You could catch me on the fleet
Shawty Imma Beast!!

You could catch me on the beach
You could pass me on the streets
Haters catch me yellin’ breach!
Shawty Imma Beast!!

Ain’t Cheap!
My cars are never leased, chicks are sittin' in my seats
Man I told em
Imma Beast

If they tryna catch me tires gon screech
And i'm screamin' out peace!!
Shawty know that imma beast!!

Verse 1: Michael Rothschild

Illuminate!!

Mind, soul, and body
Run it so well you should know I’m illuminati
Damn Freemasons everywhere, still kickin’ it with Mari
Telling me how Curren$y really just copped a new Ferrari

The dream make me sick, I don’t ever want an Audi
The shit ain’t even worth it so I bought a Kawasaki
650, full grand, or even twelve hunned
Paid a full life honey, just to tell you somethin'

As time goes hater, you really needing help
10 years later hun I did it by myself
20 years later all my albums on your shelf
He ain't askin’ me, I ask the fuckin' doctor for the melt

Rollin up the green normally just with myself
I remember days when they would lash me with a belt
Love workin’ sixes, the cards that I’m dealt
You should fold em over soon, and just let em hit the felt

Chorus: Michael Rothschild

You could catch me on the West
You could catch me on the East
You could catch me on the fleet
Shawty Imma Beast!!

You could catch me on the beach
You could pass me on the streets
Haters catch me yellin’ breach!
Shawty Imma Beast!!

Ain’t Cheap!
My cars are never leased, chicks are sittin' in my seats
Man I told em
Imma Beast

If they tryna catch me tires gon screech
And i'm screamin' out peace!!
Shawty know that imma beast!!

Verse 2: Michael Rothschild

Better now than later
If you think im bluffin' go ahead and tip the waiter
Not like lil wayne homie never was a skater
I just found out that you grew up just to be a fuckin' hater
We ain’t even fuckin’ with you bitches see you later
You ain’t sleepin' with your girl cousin Lampford saw u pay her

Bitch I need a favor
Think you need to change, you should prolly twist up your behavior
Still running round thinking Regis was your savior
Cadets go return to your privates or your majors
Never catch me chilin' out at shaver
I remember making beats with my engineer coach Slater
I remember 98’ when Michael hit the fader
This Audemar I sold, wrist held on by a gator
I guess you didn’t know i'm not affected by a hater
Still committin' treason even though im not a fuckin’ traitor

You never goin quit
Had a dream last night, best believe I’m gon get
All the bad I do don’t think that I’ll regret
Better yet I tell myself I write this shit because I’m stressed


Chorus:

You could catch me on the West
You could catch me on the East
You could catch me on the fleet
Shawty Imma Beast!!

You could catch me on the beach
You could pass me on the streets
Haters catch me yellin’ breach!
Shawty Imma Beast!!

Ain’t Cheap!
My cars are never leased, chicks are sittin' in my seats
Man I told em
Imma Beast

If they tryna catch me tires gon screech
And i'm screamin' out peace!!
Shawty know that imma beast!!


Verse 3: Michael Rothschild

I just landed here from space
Louis on my belt, they ain’t staring at my face
Everytime I shake, smoke fillin’ up the place
And if they fuckin' wit me, got the toolie round my waist

Pussy guess I gotta grab the auto out the case
Semi hot, shots fired, had to call the ace
We don’t let em dip, theres no leaving wit a chase
I peeled out on the Michelin’s and left without a trace

Headed back to Paki, work all in the crate
Damn these bright lights got her looking at me faint
The fact that we together kinda feeling like its fate
She asked me for some Louis, like the drop I said wait

We headed to the top, got my shorty at the drop
She anxious prolly waitin’ for the rocks
Lot of money coming in; Louboutin up on my socks
Sittin’ and I’m waitin’ for your business just to flop

All my enemies just burn in hell
Bitch i'm gettin’ cash, and i'm doing well
How you helping me? You can’t help yourself
At the rate my bullets traveling, I’m dead forreal

Homie. And don’t you ever wake me up until
The war is won, the games done, that’s just how I feel

I don’t tell em shit, just ask the cops
Your buddy got no skills, homie needa stop
Blood all on the floor, tell her bring a mop
Picking up my briefcase, I’m lookin' at my watch

Osalamalekam
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