OB O'Brien - Hamilton [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
(This is for the city)
(This is for the city)
(This is fo', this is fo', this is, this is for the city)
(This is f', this is fo', this is, this is for the city)
(This is, this is fo', this is fo', this is for the city

[Verse 1]
Hamilton - I'm goin' Hamilton
All the small, all the fraud, all the gamblin'
Fuckin' with my mind; I don't know how I'm managin'
I never used to drink; now I keep Mickey's on the mantel, damn
Makin' hits; I'm high up in the club tonight
I know the owners, baby; I do what I like
Some of them are black; some of them are white
Drive nice cars on bars, ridin'
Some of them Asians; some are brown
Mexican - I even know some girls who're outta town
Crazy daddys, plenty cash, drive Ferrari, [?] Louis, Gucci, Fendi bags
Lowkey - I'm the front for that
Some of them [?]; they bent for that, bent for that, be', bent for that
So if they ask you for some money, boy, extend for that

[Chorus]
(This is for the city)
(This is, this is for the city)
(This is for the city)
(This is, this is for the city)
Hamilton, Hamilton - I'm goin' Hamilton
All the small, all the fraud, all the gamblin'
(This is for the city)
(This is fo', this is fo', this is for the city)
Hamilton - I'm goin' Hamilton; I'm goin' Hamilton
(This is for the city)

[Verse 2]
They used to tell me OB made dreaming'
Then I woke up, bitch [?] know I'm achievin'
Smokin on the green shit; think I need a seamstress
Ooh, I'm gettin' suited like I'm about to be recruited
I'm discussed; I'm disputed; I'm revered; I'm refuted
But the one thing to tell you is I came here to do it
I do it; haters know; you can go fuck yourself
Yeah, that's my vibrator flow
I had sammy ask cuz and them about you
No co-sign - life'll go on without you
I have my [?] boys about you
I'm in my city, askin' everyone about you
No co-sign - life'll go on without you
Be careful what your mouth do
I'm a nice guy, but shit, be careful what your mouth do
Steppin' stone; heard you like the [?] shit my people steppin' on
I wear my nerd glasses in the club
Guess what; that means my people got they weapons on
Yeah, they weapons on
I love my city; you rep it wrong
So I had to refute
You never come back home; you don't like to commute?
Ha, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
I swear I'm ridin' through my city; windows always down
Wanna the city hearin' what I'm doin' for the town
Talkin' quiet cause I'm smokin' on that loud
They was lookin' at me funny; tell me how they lookin' now
Wh', wh', wh', whoa, whoa
Yeah, wh', wh', wh', whoa, whoa