Well$ - Youth In Revolt [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot
For the glory of flexin these young niggas they shoot,Lord x3
Gimme the loot, gimme the loot uh gimme the loot

Product of my environment
Where you only trusting the things you get your iron with
My niggas carry these 9 nines
But that's for each one of you pussy niggas 9 lives
Never fold never fold
Was the memo
Got yo bitch in crescendo
I'm just tryna see ten fold
Before a nigga eyes close
I'd go to any length for them c-notes
All that Robert de Nero
They'll never call me a zero
I'm just tryna get my rocks off
Topped off
Tell them hoes take them drawers off before I fall off
Cause I'm from the city a crooks
We just tryna reach the castle
But we all got our hassles
I ain't even flip my tassle
My mama said get a job
But mama I got these dreams
But she'll never see the vision until see that green
Shit
But fuck it we never trippin though
Tryna get these decimals
Niggas flip like reciprocals
Tryna uphold a image
But my parents feel like it's minimal
But they never get the point
So I'm just chillin with this pinnacle
Till a nigga get brave
One day I'm gonna get paid
I knew I was the man since the fucking 5th grade
Look in my eyes
I bet you see your demise
And in your absence
My presence has been a present
Eric sermon till you
Vermin niggas get the message
Immaculate taste up In this place
Young nigga tuck yo necklace
These niggas reckless
They checkin for the respect
They at yo neck
As I digress
John Lennon
In foreign linen
Goddamn theses niggas pressed
I'm just tryna become the subject
They told me shoot for the stars so at yo neck I'm never bussin
I'm never bussin like

Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
Immaculate taste ain't nothing to fuck with
Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
This that who at your front door nigga grab yo gun shit

Back to the topic
Well I actually forgot it
Money cars clothes and hoes
All my favorite vices
But it life's
When these niggas hand you lemons
We never tripping
We just drop it in the lean
And say fuck it and keep sippin
I'm tryna get it..
This 9 to 5 won't do
Young nigga with no clue
By any means necessary dodging them boys in blue, whew!
Lord
Just tell me I ain't wrong
Dreams of makin money meetin honeys off these songs
Cause a milli was the goal/
I'm plottin up on a rolly contemplate selling my soul
Cause it's harder to get ahead then to get some head
And it easier to reach the Feds then to get a medic
Play it cool my nigga just keep it copastetic
Cause you dealing with a mastermind
Mindful of the masters time
Watch me do it in half time
Fuck my brothers and my sisters
It's only me and my niggas
Remember the things said to me
My family think the less of me
But I got the recipe
To make these nigga rest in peace
So it's a killing..
All these Women and children
Till we just see these millions
That's word to my nigga smooth
Cause it's like that
Fam got my back
But got me thinking were the knife at
Going full throttle
Like damn Where is ya life at

I got something something to prove motherfucker
You got something to lose motherfucker
I'm that rose that still grew motherfucker
So I'mma always stay bussin'
Fucking the world raw no stoping
These kids from coming..
And you know my niggas they love it, I know!

For the niggas who said I wouldn't make it
Now I'm dumpin out the roof doodoodoo
You turned me cold
Now bless yo soul nigga

Immaculate taste niggas now put yo dubs up
Cloud vision niggas please put your dubs up
Now if you from the Westside put yo dubs up
The bitches see I'm destined so they seem to love us

Like Westside niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
Cloud vision niggas ain't nothing to fuck with
This that who at you front door nigga grab your gun shit
Yo, that nigga grab your gun shit
You niggas run quick