JESSE-V - Juicy remix [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I was just a fein
I used to eat burger king
Order fries and watching my mom fuckin up some onion rings
Eatin chicken off on my floor
Every Saturday snack wraps, Mr. hungry, cinnamon
I eat my chips hot 'til my mouth hot
Chewing seeds and gumballs, hiding my Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black snapback
With the jeans to match
Remember cambles soup? duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that fat niggas would take it this far
Now I'm drinkin miller light cause Im drunk right
Time to get full, blow up like the backyard swiminging pool
A fat nigga, the opposite of a race runner
Remember when I used to eat cereal for dinner
Peace to young von, king dave , snapback and bri
Samantha rose walker ,kahyonna Stacy (wassup)
I'm blowing up like you thought I would
Call the restaurant , same number same food (that's right)
It's all good (it's all good)
And if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Hook]
You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
Cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse 2]
I made the change from pork To beef
And I'm realy cheap, I eat pizza with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the darby way
The peanut-butter and jelly keep me hungry
Girls need to feed me
Now they cook dinners cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this fat nigga stuff
I was too used to packing snacks and stuff
Now gaby play me close like butter play toast
From the terminal down to the east coast
Combos for kingss, eat for weeks
Sold out seats to hear jesse-v speak
Eating food without fear
Putting 5 wing on my baby girl's plates
Lunches, brunches, no nigga i didn't save none for you
Considered a fool cause I didn't go to regular high school
Stereotypes of a fat male misunderstood
And it's still all good
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga

[Hook]
You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
Cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty

[Verse 3]
Cinnabun-nigga-cruch , my favorite shit
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
5-honey buns, apple juice on a leather sofa
Got nigga rides, a 108 bus with a chauffeur
Im broke about two G's flat
I need to worry, or gaby handles that
And my whole crew is dipping
Celebrating every day, no more gum sharing
Thinking big might bring back my old shoe shine gig
Now my mom cooks a bbc with feins on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when her and stacy missed us
No me, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the best days
Now we eat cake when we hungry
Uh, damn right I like the food she give
Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, niggaaa