Rex White - Flyer Than Doves [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[1st Verse]
Hear that plane over Paris, I'm rushin' every tariff
And making hella memories so one day I can share it
Put them hands down for a youngin' on the come up
With a team of personnel who just listen with their thumbs up

Huh I bet the waves keep flowin'
And followin' my Band so the Pay keep growin'
We don't even do it for the money or the models
I just do it cause I haven't seen the promise in tomorrow

And see I'm a myan and a burden
Tune into the union AKA my iron curtain
But see this ain't why I'm workin' for reality I'm searchin'
I'm delivering the truth but it never is for certain

Its Rex White, go gatsby the illest
Betty Crocker swag turn the beat into a skillet
They don't even feel it, Premeditate and kill it
Rare breed jungle its survival of the fittest

[Hook](BoVice)
Greeting different women from a hundred different nations
Every single day is just another paid vacation
I need to write a novel about all these aspirations
Pick another city cause we hold it down for Clayton
Man the rap game nice like a lavender rug
You could find me in the spotlight of every club
Man these haters just mad cause they get no love
And I be in the clouds laughing cause I'm flyer than doves

[2nd Verse]
Wow and them planes still goin'
Its been a couple months and my fame still growin'
Made a little buzz still I never let it get me
Bet you I could sell a million and it still won't even hit me

I get no sleep till a 16s finished
Ready for the game I don't even need a scrimmage
I'm G'd up all my swag so vintage
And they seem to get the picture but have yet to see the image

I bet you I could be your idol when I'm idle
But I'm never idle I'm patrollin' in this never ending cycle
This might be the realist verse I ever wrote
Man this might be the realest verse to ever quote

Quote now, forget me when its over
High off hate so forget me when I'm sober
But I see ya. Step in my arena
And kill another track fall in love with the nina

[2nd Hook](BoVice)

[3rd Verse](BoVice)
And the urges I can't stop it
But no coins left in my pocket
Gucci stripes run down my wallet
Hand held tightly to my locket

I refuse, I refuse
To sit back and watch these other cats
Keep making moves off my behalf
I'm faded down another path

To infinite reaction
So much glamor what is happenin'
Get no sleep and no relaxin'
My reward is so outlasting

All of you, all of you
You pick and then you choose
It doesn't leave a bruise
Cause in the end I'm still your muse

And the music that you listen
Gets rotated like a piston
Making money is the mission
Let the gods be at my witness

So smooth, So smooth
His words are just the truth
I think they got a sweet tooth
Cause we're lighting up the booth