ReQ Cartier - For The Love Of It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Long hair, I've grown for days
I'm black Moses, i part the waves
Since 16, writing sixteens
I'm grinding hard, just to see the green
Went from my teens to a grown man
From free money to uncle Sam
Them hard times I been through
But like easy broads, I get through em
I'm steady on the path to the top
Hoping that the niggas that I'm with don't stop
With the support
And hold down the fort like Knox
While a nigga just rocks on the mike
So we make it to the jet life
Puttin on for my city, even tho they don't fuck with a nigga
They just fuck with a nigga
Fuck it, if I ever blow, imma take all the dough
And make sure my shows on the road
Cause they hate when you make it
Or they jealous cause they know they gotta fake it
Told ma we gone' struggle for a minute
Put it on my life imma grind till I get it
Made a couple lefts when I should've went right
Headed for the green, till I hit a red light
Steady daydream, but I live a real life
Tryna chase them dreams, that can change my life
And I'm just...

[Hook]
Rollin round with my niggas
Tryna get us some scrilla
Had a dream since day one
And now we tryna fulfill it
Fast cars, bad broads
Big house, backyard
Hard as it may seem...
Imma get it by any means...
So I'm (grinding hard just to see the green)

Swag champ, see me homie
SnapBack, say tisa on it
Fashioneer, but broke as fuck
These mixtapes ain't cheap enough
I'm bustin ass, to make these tracks
And mixing this, and master that...
Need help req? Ain't used to that
I'm picking up where most niggas slacking
That solo shit, and that's word to Ab
Rapping now, then I'm on the ave
Like fucking hoes, these fucking hoes
Don't trust these hoes, Give em dick roll
My future bright, not tryna fail
Lots of hate, but I prevailed
And unrevealed, my talent bitch
I be rippin shit, on my shredder shit
No pun intended, be offended
Charlie sheen, I'm steady winning
I took a loss, maybe two, maybe three
Okay I bent the truth
But lying ain't in my rhymes
And contradiction is fine
Cause contradiction in lyrics, bring them bad vixens and dimes
When that money come, friends'll show
When it's gone, them friends'll go
My only friends is a cup of fouhr
And a couple niggas I really know
We work hard then cash out
Blowing Keisha, smoked out
Rep Brooklyn, no doubt
That suite life what I'm all about
I'm

Rollin round with my niggas
Tryna get us some scrilla
Had a dream since day one
And now we tryna fulfill it
Fast cars, bad broads
Big house, backyard
Hard as it may seem...
Imma get it by any means...
So I'm (grinding hard just to see the green)