Zio zane - Otherside [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Yeah heart of lost angels
Zane got it


[verse1]
Uh '95 what a fuckin light year
Born to be a king I be fuckin right there
With the crown at the top
And my haters at the bottom
Momma wonder why I got em hating on me like I'm Harry Potter
Man im motherfucking swag on the police blotter
All they really talkin' 'bout is the rappers slaughter
Cause I got this motherfuckers back in the grave
And im on my grind cause I got the blood of a slave
Zane : I believe in a dream I left in my pillow
When I was four money and the fame tell me what you came for
Some niggas like to judge my middle finger
Oh yeah it's smaller than your nose pinochio nigga
I wonder if they understand my picture in the frame
Just callin' your bitch like uncle Sam
Same shit everynight and I don't give a fuck
Talkin Donald duck cuz bitch I be gon I be...



[hook]*2
On the otherside chillin with my niggas
Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever
We be fuckin doin whatever we like whenever
Other niggas hating cause we made it to the otherside


[verse2]
Uh yeah i'm back to my own topic
They probly hating on me cause they all damn septic
The training days the warm up i'm on the way too
A dollar and a dream you can tell em what we 'bout to do
Black days all we tryna do is overshine grind time
Big money is all I got on my mind
The grass is greener on the otherside
I do it for my city what a hell of a suicide
My brother died momma cried shit Life goes on
'time flies like a butterfly you better fly before the 21'
They hating on a young nigga flowing
Bitch i'm blowing the street 911 gotta stick to the script
Duckworth got me back I feel like 2Pac back
They be sayin Makaveli boy just the way I act
You better mind your step real niggas need respect
And when I'm gone nigga bitch you gone call me speck


[hook]*2
On the otherside chillin with my niggas
Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever
We be fuckin doin whatever we like whenever
Other niggas hating cause we made it to the otherside



[verse3]
Only 1.7 and being taught to be an angel in hell
Where the pussy is sale and niggas buy well
Niggas crib is jail this the life I smell
Welcome back home my nigga felt well
Rapping for my town I wonder if they miss me
City after city all them hoes wanna kiss me
The whole team hustle we broke billionaires
Majestic League the kings of bel air
It feels good to have these haters talk about me
I'm the shit and my swag is a perfume homie
The dope boyz hustle 2 dope boyz fly
What the you talkin bout when we killin to survive uh
And if you try me imma let the gunplay
Homeless imma let the gun walk let it talk
Nigga man that sound loud (bang bang) nigga


[hook]*2
On the otherside chillin with my niggas
Talkin''bout them haters stuck in traffic jams forever
We be fuckin doin whatever we like whenever
Other niggas hating cause we made it to the otherside