Yung Massina - Swear 2 God [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Yung Massina]
I’ma mob (I swear to God) go hard (I swear to God)
If we need it, I’m on the motherfucking job (I swear to God, swear to God, swear to God)
I’ma grind (I swear to God) til we shine (I swear to God)
No lying, I put my life up on the line (I swear to God, swear to God, swear to God)
I’m committed (I swear to God) to get it (I swear to God)
And put on for my motherfucking city (I swear to God, swear to God, swear to God)
I won’t stop (I swear to God) get this guap (I swear to God)
Til me and all of my niggas on top man I swear to God (I swear to God, swear to God, swear to God)

[Verse 1: Yung Massina]
No more flipping birds, call them junkies, get the word out
‘bout to make them haters be silent like the word doubt
Lord I hope it work out, if this shit don’t exercise
Then it’s back to the trap, nigga you ain’t never lied
‘cause have you ever tried sleeping when your guap gone
Couldn’t get through them naps with a hot comb
Yellow box of cereal the only pops in my home
And I ain’t trying to meet another one nigga I’m grown
And I’m on, Money Makaz MV-Player
My team traded Derrick nigga we don’t need favors
And we don’t see haters, all we see is the money
Like created player stats, i’ma keep it 100

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[Verse 2: Sid Main]
Gotta love it, i'm a product of it, I've been thugging
Ever since they closed Wadley Middle School
Nothing new, I been a fool, always went against the rules
I had intentions to stay out on the corner all night because the rent was due
Money was the principle, the streets the teacher
If you out there looking sweet, you better know them beasts will eat ya
Every night you got them creatures out there on the hunt
Been at war with the police so we out there on the front
Niggas out there want to stunt, this ain't no motherfucking fashion show
Motherfucking lives is on the line so get your cash and go
Don't know what you asking for, this shit is real
End up stressing in a cell or you risking getting killed

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[Verse 3: Yung Massina]
Them guys done put my nigga in the big house
He got no bail and I ain’t talking ‘bout the prize
You add that to the lies, when I’m down, they just Pele me
But life’s a big test so I stood up when they S-A-T
I guess that shit is just tv when the judge carin'
So I won’t give a fuck when I cop that new Maclaren
And I ain’t Ozzy Osbourne, I ain’t fucking sharin’
And it ain’t got no kids but that shit is apparent
I’ma sit atop the stairs and send a shot to he who steps
Man I don’t give a fuck who right, let’s go to war and see who left
Heavyweight – I got the belt, bitch I’m ‘bout to be the top dog
And I put that on everything like hot sauce

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