Sick YG - Soon Enough [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yeah, I'm about my dough;
And, I need it in my hand!

[VERSE 1:]
(C'mon, yeah) In this corner is
The heavyweight champion
Ask around man
You don't want to step to him
Cash driven with a monstrous grin
Aw snap! Let the killing begin
You got a villain that's in to win
And don't depend on the handouts
Gettin' paid from a blade
While the fans shout
Knock 'em out then your scrilla grows
Knock 'em off and become a pro
As if you didn't know
The fetty is about to gross majorly
And what you hold precious is
Only a game to me
No thing to be top rate global
Staring in your eyes
While I got you in a choke hold
Loco is what I might be
But for the dough I will strike through
You quicker than lightning
It's frightening when you see my face
But, by then it is way too late (One time)

[HOOK:]
Soon enough I'mma make me a million
Even if the results will be killing
Fast cars, women, gotta be true
Even if I gotta take out you (my goodness)
Soon enough I'mma make me a million
Even if the results will be killing
Fast cars, women, gotta be true
Even if I gotta take out you

[VERSE 2:]
As I step on the scene
Right, left from a swing
Man down! I'm a king
Gettin' green is a dream
If you know what I mean
Come and step in the ring
Or better yet the arena
The harder the challenge
The larger the greener
No joke when it comes to mines
For the right price step it up, next in line
No money, no honey, no honey
Slim tummy
Next stop, skid row, straight bummy
It's not funny when you can't survive
So, you better get paid
Or you might as well die
And I can help you with that
Turn around let me hit you inna face wit' a bat
Stackin' money is the task at hand
Even if I gotta take it out your mask my man

[HOOK]

[VERSE 3:]
It's kinda ill when you think about it
Population control in a game overcrowded
I doubt that's a problem with me
'Cuz I will take 'em all out for just the right fee
Right knee, left hook, head butt
Raw flesh, disposed, ripped up
Knuckle up if you think you can hang
It's nothing personal it's all for the change
And the ladies, and the cars
Nice things anything that I want
For the bling man I'm all on the hunt
I can't front, little punks get done
When it comes to dinero
I don't think that you want to be a hero
One with the zeros, binary
Countin' the cream
It's the American Dream
You know I heavily fiend for the paper
Guess who's next?
Don't trip just cut my check

[HOOK]

I told you, I don't play
When it comes to my green (ha ha)
You know what I mean?