Tumi Luciano - Let Me Live [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Tumi Luciano]

Just let me live yow
What would I give though?
Fast lane, Hy-undai Getz
Why would I go slow?
Life's good, good living
But I gotta go though
Story telling, me telling it slow?
No-no (No?)
That's not what I came for
Keep it moving and plus
I will never change so
Cut twigs with a chain saw
Bitch I'm on one
Guns drawn, don't care
If it's pointed at the wrong one
Two bullets, they go deep
Thirty stacks for you to get a verse cheap
No double that
You bringing me your whack beat
Maybach, triple black
Chillin' in the back seat
All black, with my Timbs on
No shades on, man why does it feel wrong?
They breaking under pressure but me I gotta stay strong
T.L. Mr T-U-M-I
Live long

[Hook: MayjC]

I just wanna live right
And ain't a damn thing funny
Cash, cars, clothes
Yeah I'm all about the money
Pockets so fat
Yeah I'm so stacked
All a nigga got is hundreds
I'm all about the money
Money x2
And ain't a damn thing
And ain't a damn thing funny
It's all about the money
It's all about the
It's all about the money

[Verse 2: Tumi Luciano]

Just let me live yow
Why would I care though?
Lost everything I cared for
Why would I care though?
Life's hard, bad living
But I gotta get doe
G-U-G-X, reppin' where I came from
Versace shirt, with a gold chain
Keep the fire going like propane
Button down black with the gold shade
Thirty grand stacks on a bad day
They heard about the rolexes
The benzes, silver with the ox blood seats
The dash is peach
Shorts were fired, the words were leaked
A bad example, I ain't tryna preach (Uh)
All black, with my Timbs on
No shades on, man why does it feel wrong?
They breaking under pressure but me I gotta stay strong
T.L. Mr T-U-M-I
Live long

[Hook] x2