Myth - Lines [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

Short nights and long days
Most of the time in the hallways
Scheming how to get paid, how to get laid, how to get fa
Ded, but now we older, older
The dreams are closer, closer
Can almost feel the leather in the fucking rover
Hold up

Now let me show yo ass what we about
I done been about it since it wasn't shit to be about
Get up on yo job, bitch as niggas gettin weeded out
Bitch im with that MAAB, we ain't stoppin till our dreams is out

[Verse 1: J.R. Carrera]

J.R
Carrera
I'm a teen titan, no terra
Mooty beats this our era, bitch im hot like the sahara
Smokin' jack herer(a)
Usually I'm a drinker
Never been a student
But I been a thinker, ho
Ridin down 5-9 with a fine dime so you know I'm bout to turn on my blinkers, ho
Peep this flow, blowin reefer smoke all in my vehicle
Like I don't even know, I don't know
Man duh-duh-duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh

[Hook]

Short nights and long days
Most of the time in the hallways
Scheming how to get paid, how to get laid, how to get fa
Ded, but now we older, older
The dreams are closer, closer
Can almost feel the leather in the brand new rover
Hold up

Now let me show yo ass what we about
I done been about it since it wasn't shit to be about
Get up on yo job, bitch as niggas gettin weeded out
Bitch im with that MAAB, we ain't stoppin till our dreams is out

[Verse 2: Dnaps The King]

Dnaps, I'm that nigga
Ain't no nigga quite like me
Fuckin' with my team is unlikely
Like tryna turn a hoe to a wifey
Fuck swag, white tee and some nikes
Let me tell you what the story of my life be
Just a young nigga but I dream nightly
Thinkin' bout all the success that we might see
Or we will see
Do you feel me?
Ain't too many niggas knowin' the real me
On the real g, I'm fuckin' filthy
Got bars like a nigga plead guilty, uh
M double-A B till they slay me
Till the grave b, everything is all gravy
Got a bad chick that's my baby
Otherwise I give a fuck about these ladies
Or a fuck about anyone
Other than my niggas or my god damned self
Now my liquor top shelf and my shit does not smell
Cause im hot as all god damn hell, wait
Other mothafuckas tryna ball? Nay
Cut a nigga off thats a bald? Fade
Back in the days in the hall, ways
Lil nigga couldn't even get a prom, date
Now im addicted to paper stackin' and mackin' hoes
When it comes to raps and flows, got that in the bag like gro
Ceries so surely i think you should get the jury and tell 'em they should convict him
For killin and spittin fury (Naps)