Yung Massina - Checks & Balances (Intro) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
White bitches and palaces
Checks and balances
You want the money and the power?
You want the money and the power?
Gold diggers and statuses
Checks and balances
You want the money and the power?
You want the money and the power

[Verse 1]
Well I’m back to lay that crack down ‘til you flatline
Give it to you ‘til you overdose like the @ sign
These niggas in their raps lying ‘bout their background
I tell ‘em put a sock in it like mankind
My whole city ran down, niggas poor
Ain't no bitches getting tanlines, we at war
Drug money on the floor, police knocking at the door
Tired of running from the pigs, man that shit is such a bore
Snore , I want more, coach call my number
I’ma score, trying to be rich by the summer
But of course, I need a bad bitch for the winter
Who know why clef gotta be gone 'til November
Man, artist, saint, sinner, and an innovator
Narcissist and achiever – Massina
And fuck the other side, man that’s just my demeanor
Cause fake grass always greener, I need the-

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[Verse 2]
Understand I know my roots, I’m a descendant-
Of Uncle Sam & Uncle Luke – money and bitches
Pussy and riches, that’s all a nigga ever wanted
Conscious of critics but I’m just basking in the moment
Me and my homies, we trying to make it through the plight
Sometimes you got to choose a vice so you can make it through the night
Niggas popping pills, man these niggas sniffing white
I just stick to the pot like rice – Christ!
All this ice, I bought the Jesus piece so I could justify the price
Lord I know that I ain’t right, and I know that I ain’t white
But I’m still coming for my slice
Even if I gotta take it like I’m Martin, that’s just life – right?
Been M.I.A. at the church
But I've been making it work
Planted feet, ain’t no taking my turf
Fuck the world then skeet on the face of the earth

[Hook]