Yung Massina - Feelings [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Why you telling me about what you going through?
Ain’t got shit to do with me, all I care about is loot
Give a fuck about your feelings nigga
I’m just trying to get a million nigga
You say you feeling me, girl you know I’m feeling you
You say you finna leave, guess that’s what you finna do
Get the fuck up out your feelings baby
I’m just trying to get a million baby

[Verse 1]
Nigga I just want the dough, I just want the loot
These niggas so emotional, I tell your ass the truth
They trying to make a living bitch I’m trying to make a killing
Take your ass to the dentist if you looking for some feelings
My mind on a million, I’ma get it Lord willing
These niggas taking shots, I’ma keep on bartending
I’ma keep on hitting homers, you can call me Marge Simpson
And I bet you every nigga in my circle authentic
Keep my car tinted ‘cause I know the feds snooping
They got my OG, I hope they don’t come and scoop me
Them gangstas, they salute me, them bitches, they wanna fuck me
I just hit 'em with the nightstick while these niggas cuffing
And soon as they start to get addicted to the loving
I fight the temptations, kick ‘em out like David Ruffin
They huffing and they puffing but it’s not up for discussion
This shit ain’t all for nothing baby, I want all or nothing baby

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[Verse 2]
Corporations trying to take me for a joke dog
Pacifiers in my hair like Loc Dog
Acting like it’s okay being broke dog
Man these niggas think they foul, that’s a no call
Hoes call, I be off the phone in a rush
Like I’m sorry I can’t kick it, bitch these shoes cost too much
And these dudes talk too much, I’ve been known to end it
So you niggas shouldn’t start with me like a sentence
Out here trying to get it while you motherfuckers working
Only 9 to 5 I seen Ibaka passed the ball to Perkins
Niggas trying to stop my shine but I’m beaming through the curtains
And they say that life’s a bitch, why do death keep on flirting?
I've been murking shit for 6 years, going on 7 now
Raising hell so long that it’s above Heaven now
I reckon now they gon’ recognize I’m super cold
Them niggas say I went commercial, this the Superbowl

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