Tyler Thomas - F.N.T.W. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
I dont feel no type of way, no emotion from the king
Said its just me and team we dont feel no type of way
No emotions from the king
Sit back and watch me do my thing
I been working, working like i got something to lose
Well in fact thats cause i do
They say im rapping, rapping like i got something to prove
That im better that you

[Verse 1: Tarik]
Ok now the only thing i know is great
Only thing that im not is fake
Only language i speak is truth
So you and i can't conversate
And i know you haters got a lot to say
I dont give you my time of day
Said no to you and they yes to me
When i come around she accomadate
They all doing what i say
I bring the table to my plate
Im trying to get this money like 5 ways
So paydays is just fridays
Cause im always in tip-top shape
Im a giant i skyscrape
So small talk me no hable
Because everything i do grande
And they waitin, waitin, waitin, waitin, waitin
For me to fall boy i hope you got some patience
Cause i worked to get where i am dog
It ain't take that long to get hot
And my [?] told me im only seconds from pulling into your spot
Look i started with nothing but change in my pockets
What more can i say now my name is the topic
But all they can say is how much i accomplished
Take that to the bank which your two cents to deposit
Ain't your time in the night night players
I'm an all star go and get night-light player
Promise you don't really want it this is fight night player
I ain't never been a looser whats your life like player
Im ill

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Tyler Thomas]
Ok i hop off the plane
I made it up to the city
I got some sleep in my eyes
And my necks feeling like jelly
I call up mikey and shawn
They pick me up and they tell me
I got a session with tarik
I said yo cool thats the relly
Boy i been getting it in
Trying to make it colossal
My niggas bad to the bone
Man you can tell by the fossil
Im thinking bout getting money
So im steadily grinding
I got bitches on top of bitches like my name frankie lymon
I make my way to this paper
I be hungry fo sho
And ive been making these moves
I place my order to go
Man every night i been dreamin im on a mountain of dough
Already knew i was trippin smoked a mountain of dro
Na na na i dont fuck with none of yall
Like waterboy i wanna ball
Greedy boy i want it all
She heard em all
She wanna brawl
Bars homie my lifes facin
Do it big like chubby-chasers
Patriotic like george mason
One hand on my heart never on the Jameson
Chilling in my ride
Hard to see whats inside
It ain't no devil in my eyes
Just that purp cause im still high
Man i love it and i fucking mean it
You can tell by my demeanor
I dont need your two cents
Save that weak shit for the meter
Man my shit ain't never watered
Workin hard like south the border
Like two cents on that recorder
Its four on top till i get deported
Yeah
Yeah its four on top till i get deported
Flow the killa im dressed in black
Its a funeral what we just recorded

[Verse 3: Tarik & Tyler Thomas]
Im just important, this is just a portion
I [?] a coffin, and thats just for caution
Ill stuff your coffins [?]
[?] they discuss me often
Boy my name got rang out
Fresh kicks and my jeans low
Chained up on that young nigga
Got horse power like django
Said it won't be long till that range rover
Still cashing out when that bank close
No ice but my name glows
And im still rocking these same clothes
And i change clothes like jay ho
Tech longer than eight hoes
Hit once and she say so
And she come back for like 8 more
God damn

[Chorus]