Terrance Moore - Life [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Seem like little shit happens just to piss me off
I dare a dumb rapper, come and diss me dog
Cause all I’m missing is a crib, yeah a big ass loft
And a little bit of whiskey show to you who ain’t soft, me
Jersey in the building, these words what we killing
They respected a nigga ‘fore they heard what he spitting
Getting to the money like a motherfucking counterfeiter
No money printer, they need a money printer for me…

[Hook]
Hey, hey
We’re living day to day
Getting laid
Why in the fuck would I masturbate?

All my motherfuckers doing alright
All my motherfuckers living the life

And I’m that muhfuckin’ nigga man
Uh, uh
I’m that muhfucker, muhfucker
(Muhfucka!)
Fucker, muhf-muhfucker
Fucker, I thought I told you muhfuckers…

[Verse 1]
I’m that muhfucking nigga man
Whole clique gone bubble
Not looking for trouble
I’m looking for all of my figures to double
And all of my niggas gone hustle
Til our bank don’t struggle like Jigga or Russell
“Man, both bitches & niggas they love you…”
Well, it ain’t ‘cause of riches or muscle
It’s ‘cause of the shit that I put in my rhymes
Times the feeling that I’m encouraging when I spit lines
First you get hearts, then you get shine
That’s just the start of the shit when you signed
Uh, I need a toast, for having them shocked like they see a ghost
I need big funds, I don’t need a boat
I need a bad one that feel the need to vote
Uh, it’s unbelievable
I found clear head space and some weed to blow
Might grow back my peasy ‘fro, and caesar that shit when it grow, but no
No, see, either way I’m gone get that dough
When that Range Rov- sitting low
Know that Nuveaux on the road
If it’s two-door, I can’t coast
But soon enough, I’ll learn to drive slow
If I do enough, will I ever drive?
No
See, bumpy be my road
Merci, no -lago
Often kick it, no tae-bo
(Lead and they follow…)

[Hook]
Hey, hey
We’re living day to day
Getting laid
Why in the fuck would I masturbate?

All my motherfuckers doing alright
All my motherfuckers living the life

And I’m that muhfuckin’ nigga man
Uh, uh
I’m that muhfucker, muhfucker
(Muhfucka!)
Fucker, muhf-muhfucker
Fucker, I thought I told you muhfuckers…

[Verse 2]
Can you fit a whole gang in a Range Rover?
Man, I just hope the fucking cops don’t pull this thing over
Cause all my bros smoking dope and can’t remain sober
Man, I might need that damn boat to get the gang mobile
Man, I suppose that the pain that we go through
Lead to ovals like a mogul
That what goals do, when your life so damn social
On fried rice and every type of coastal fish I like (that’s real)
This man never kneel, unless it’s for proposal
Know hoes never keep it real, her heart I steal, romantically I’m hopeful
She can hop in that shotgun, even if it’s old school
Always keep in control, never explode Chernobyl
I just sit on the wall like a business’ first oval
No mistress, nix a curfew
I’m so damn pissed at the world
That I’d rather fuck a bitch, than love a girl
Guess you'd call it young & ignorant
But I’m solid, I ain’t missing shit
Mileage or college either way, you get your scholarship

[Hook]
Hey, hey
We’re living day to day
Getting laid
Why in the fuck would I masturbate?

All my motherfuckers doing alright
All my motherfuckers living the life

And I’m that muhfuckin’ nigga man
Uh, uh
I’m that muhfucker, muhfucker
(Muhfucka!)
Fucker, muhf-muhfucker
Fucker, I thought I told you muhfuckers…