Bryant Dope - Ain't Gold [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
It's one of those days when you don't give a fuck
Where all you need is some peace and a blunt
Got a Dutch chillin' on my windowsill
Givin' it life with the herb, I feel what's real
Nothin' that's around, my dear
Hazy smoke, but I'm seein' clear
Smear my thoughts with the blunt I steer
Way too high, am I still here
Girl trippin', phone billin', but what's missing
My distance
That's why I don't respond, keep my mind on orbit
My world is my music and my focus is on it
Premature dreams of plush linen
Preconceived ideas of what's winnin'
I'm not sure what the future holds
But a wise man told me
All glitter ain't gold
All glitter ain't gold
The wise man told me
All glitter ain't gold

[Verse 2]
Yo, it's nothin' funny
When the bubba come up in the club and duff your mother
I'm watchin' model bitches duck for cover
It's so gudda, the big bubba, the blunt puffer
It's none other, the nut busta, no rubber
The rotund lover
I leave a chicka smothered
It's so raw, these dope bars got salmonella
The instrumental killa, the incidental driller
Runnin' with an onion
Puffin' dumb and bumpin' Pun and Dilla, classic
And on the real, I'd rather smoke before I buy the bar
Cocktail, Molotov, blunt lit, mazel tov
The pound movin' slow
But first before I got it off
A slow connect, I had to cross the Ts and dot 'em off
The ground is soft
Sticky greens, tear the linin' off
Solitaire diamonds on, ridin' 'round, high and calm
The drinks heavy and the blunts the size of firearms
Bong bong, hit the bong
Poof and then I'm gone

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