Andre Roach - Black Hippy Music [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]

Man!!...times really hard
Everyday I wake I gotta pray to god
Late nights westbury grave yard
The young niggas on the road
Snatching gold outta control
Yeah they got the fire
They be holding heat
But there mind really weak
I never wanna see my mums crying
So I'mma make it while you fake niggas dying

[Verse 1]

I got to keep my head on I gotta stay focus
The streets I won't trust
No Love No Lust
Real rapper you other niggas fake
Some niggas sporty { Jokers! }
Real g on the beat classic time
Take a page from me
I am me no other could be me
Flowing on the beat
So smooth like a rolls Royce on the A-1 with a chauffeur
I'm really conscious call me fanta mojah
Problems in my life written on the rolling papers
Brown rum no chaser
Groupies on my Facebook
They wanna be with me but I'm rolling with the team
Black hippy music this is how we do it
Team Paris going hard and we ain't gotta prove it
Kms Ruff top quick money money banks got it lock
We take your cake cause (nigga!)

[Hook]
Times really hard
Everyday I wake I gotta pray to god
Late nights westbury grave yard
The young niggas on the road
Snatching gold outta control
Yeah they got the fire
They be holding heat
But there mind really weak
I never wanna see my mums crying
So I'mma make it while you fake niggas dying
[Verse 2]

I'm in my own world
Me and my home girl
Paradise I'm in a palace
I got a bail wit the chalice
The drugs strong yeah
I feel I'm gonna die
Sky high goodbye
Show me a better place inter-state before I die
Show me a better way promise that I will try
Young fly kid yeah that's how I ride
Jordan 6 by 50 now multiply
300 j's a lot of bottles cold spades
Yeah my life is a maze
My eyes red where my shades at
Black hippy music this is how we do it (Repeat)
Came from the bottom now my niggas gon prove it

[Hook]

Man!!...times really hard
Everyday I wake I gotta pray to god
Late nights westbury grave yard
The young niggas on the road
Snatching gold outta control
Yeah they got the fire
They be holding heat
But there mind really weak
I never wanna see my mums crying
So I'mma make it while you fake niggas dying