Omega Dolla - Blow My High (Members Only) [Freestyle] [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: Omega Dolla]

Now I done got high in my house, first time
So I sat down cause I had to rhyme, damn
Can I get some water, better yet green tea?
With some honey and some Henny and some shorties one time
For that dime that I copped right down the block
Why these pigs always gotta blow my spot?
Another nigga, no sir I'm not
Trying to make a living off the shit we say
All my homies glad we ain't dead today
Queens be a jungle, don’t instigate
Gotta take a day to contemplate
If you wanna stay here you gonna have to pray
My fam do it all the time, join us (Hey!)
Lets praise the Lord, another day of life
Just got a chance to have some kids
401K? That’s that shit!
Puerto Rico-based retirement
Omega D really ain’t lying kid
Yeah I got better I ain't fighting it
Throw me the mic and I'm gonna spit
Rep my whole city, put it on my back
Run around the world making Goldman Stacks
Hova heard my shit that’s golden facts
Hustle hard to earn them racks
Let me get serious 'fore they think it’s a joke
Sit back, observe this shit I evoke
All I see is white like I'm fighting the pope
You think we get love? You were not on the boat
You ain’t take a journey right through to the seas
Straight to the land where you destined to be
In shackles all for the rest of your life
Miseducated, while you hitting the pipe
Queens niggas understand its hurting the fight
So Im'ma get a degree, cause I am destined to be
A voice for the niggas that can't even speak
Man I'm so nice, can you even believe
That I wrote this shit right off the top?
Line after line I can’t even stop?
I guess I just needed a little time to vent
Cause the rents now trying to make me pay rent (Ah!)
That’s not okay, don’t you just want shit to go your way?
If we had it like that, we’d all be dead
So I'm gon' grind like Detroit Red
Till I see that X right next to my name
And Im'ma make some cash just to ease the pain, aye
Its crazy to me
I did all these things and I made some money
But I still feel empty I'm guessing it be
That I wake up and I see only defeat
That’s gonna change its in my blood
But bruh, save me some of that bud
Money on my mind, stressing all night
Toke a little bit just to keep me right
And every time a nigga gonna spark that light
Hold a brother down, keep me on sight (Yeah)

Sooner or later this all we be mine
Breadwinners bitch, we are in this defined
So sorry lady, money on my mind
If you need the kid, then buy me some time