Quincy Swagmore - Lord Knows freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Its ya worst nightmare
SwagMore back here
You can feel it in the air
Yeah the king back home
I done hopped up off the throne
Someone get Bay on the phone
Hit up my son Teej
And tell my niggas its on, mann
I swear im on a different level
So many records I'm just waitin for my golden medal
Made these niggas sit down its like they playin cello
And then I hope up out that big thing like hello
We in the ville, my nigga
How you feel
They sayin Quincy Mayne is the realest nigga in years
Representin the city, I got my mama in tears
Everybody stoppin starin like deer
I be up in the air, though I still remember the low
Man ain't it crazy how quick a nigga can go
From stockin them milk and eggs all week at the grocery store
Me and my nigga Paul spittin raps at the back door
Austin Peay when a nigga got back that refund
Cashed that check like
Yeahhh my nigga we on
Cashin out, lashin out all week long
Hit the mall, and copped me a couple toys
Put up the boost phone, came back with the android
I never forget the moments we captured, no polaroids
Girls crawl in my window like Bruh Man
On martin
In cardigans I hit my dance like Carlton
Mercu, old shool, sky blue
In high school we ran the school, no runnin shoes
Check ya feet, for the carpet get pulled from under you
Swag mean, these niggas sweeter than jungle juice
What im spittin so sick, I got the stomach flu
I know the game, go ahead and chalk up my W
We gettin cake, Sarah lee, Duncan Hines
Clarksville, south side, Jostin dr
Ughh Quincy Mayne DeWayne
Its lonely at the top and I keep hearin my name
Like a echo, tell true stories like mark twain
No gecko, but you still could catch me switchin them lames
Middle finger to the lames, takin pictures with dames
I ain't the weather but they say Quincy make it rain
Yeah, middle finger to the lames
I ain't the weather man but they say Quincy make it rain, SwagMore