Odin - Dreamweaver [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: ODiN]
Memories of green when I was a young teen
Way before I ever been, when all I had was a dream
And it still ain't come true, but at least I got through
Now I'm sitting on the beats, cooking shit up like stew
And it's only getting better for every damn song I make
I know haters gonna pop up soon to tell me how I'm fake
But they don't work like I work, when they sleep I'm wide awake
And I know you're gonna bite me soon, so tell me how's the cake?
Bittersweet and full of weed, this the fucking recipe
No bitch I don't cater, if you want it come and see me
Watch me get my lingo on, like an idiot savant
Getting straight to business, I'll tell you exactly what I want
Money independency, yeah economic freedom
Just look at my pedigree, nowhere's where I came from
Work and sleep and work and sleep, bitch that's what my family do
And, no, I don't ever cheat, cause that ain't what winners do

[Hook: ODiN]
Dreamweaver - I saw her face, still no believer
Came from nothing, now I'm something, I'm a fucking leader
Rap game Kim Jong Il, popping purple pills
Now where's my fucking mills?

[Verse 2: LilCrazy]
Started from the bottom, will I make it to the top?
Seen a lotta niggas die, they wasn't ready for the Glock
Momma told me go and get 'em, that's the reason why I can't stop
Niggas rather see me down than to see me going up
Fell in love once, got played twice
Life is like a game, I call it rolling dice
Fuck being nice, at the end you pay the price
Man I've heard so many lies that the lies have become the truth
Man I do it for the youth, yeah I do it for the youngins
If I make it to the top, then I turn nothing into something
As you see I got a dream, and I know I'm gonna make it
Niggas know I keep it G, so they can't really say shit
White tee, black pants, grey hoodie, yeah I'm goodie
Left hand on my margarita, right hand on your señorita
And I keep it hoody, yeah I smashed that
If you got a problem we throw bombs like Bagdad

[Hook]

[Middle 8: ODiN]
I dropped the guitar, now I'm rapping
Yeah I make it happen
CG, we be winning
This just the beginning
And bitches gon be bitches
That shit don't concern me
On the road to riches
This my fucking journey
The trips are getting longer
My weed is getting stronger
Out on a fucking mission
I'm trying new positions
And shoutout Kalle J
And big shoutout to LAST
These memories of green are like a link to the past, god damn

[Hook]