Trav - Celebrate [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Say a prayer for my enemies, celebrate for my haters [x2]

[Verse 1]
King Jivey Joe I still walk with a semi
Pull up, (Skrrt) park the [?]
Half of these bitches that you love and I’m ripping they remi
Ain’t got a problem in the ho cause still walk with the semi
Playing the stops, I get you parked, don’t call me lil Kenny
16 years old, come through in that Bentley
Lambo, Rolls Royce, [?] you can tell me
I been doing this, you new to this
That little buzz you got, nigga I ruined it
All that gangster shit you kick, bullshit
All my niggas is known, letting them full clips
Bought so many guns I can’t even count
Heard the feds tapping the phone at my mama’s house
Shit, these niggas know what a nigga bout
Come through, banshees on these nigga’s route
Now where the drama that you talk about?
Boom stick, niggas will wipe your mama out

[Hook]
Say a prayer for my enemies, celebrate for my haters [x2]
I just pull up, hop out, stunting on these niggas
I just pull up, hop out, stunting on these bitches
I just pull up, hop out, stunting on these niggas
I just pull up, hop out, stunting on these bitches
Go!
[Verse 2]
Niggas eagle tripping
Drunk or something, must of popped a Xan
Muscle pills got him feeling like he the Hulk again
Man make the money, money don’t make the fucking man
Queens, I’m a big deal nigga, you know who I am
Ye know I’m in now, something that’s how I got the check
Brother been letting it go, he don’t want the feds
Respect go both ways nigga, two way street
Employees got to answer to this, it’s like what’s in the streets
And you don’t know having that money will get you hit
A shooter with nothing to lose will make you [?]
Bodies on top of them bodies, I’m on that chopper shit
Family biz all in them streets, that kamikaze shit
Old head flexing in that Kangol hat
If he wasn’t a big bro I let that [?] clap
Bitch you mean ATL nigga, what up that’s Trav
For you, I let it clap, nigga don’t do that
I said, I don’t want to talk bout this shit like no more
Chris probably turn in his grave like “Oh Lord”
[?] looking like [?], go boy
In Queens niggas calling me king like chessboards
You next boy!

[Hook]