Krhymez - Beat for RG [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I’m a beast hungry for beats, ill probably eat The House I’m fed in
Got no money to count but I lose count when I count my blessings
My Reverend told me you got to cross hell, fore you get to heaven
3am is in an hour I guess it’s now or never
I’m ready to face all fears, erase ya face, penciled eyebrows
Drew over your scars, I Fired the rounds up in the fire grounds
Known to demolish, get popped like collars for your wallet
Lucky me, the polo and leather wallet was Versace
See I been through hell but haven’t reach the land of promise as promised
Off to the pharmacist, popped the bottle lid and Swallowed it
Cus' the 15 minute fame drug Is what there calling it
Spectating the industry, this fame ain’t what it’s cracked out to be
My way is the highway , I can't choose no different Route for me
Fans are screaming my name leaving their corsets by my doorstep
Paparazzi caught me popping popcorn at 4 in the morning
Fortune or extortion your 15 minutes of fame is over