Lil Wayne - Fly Out [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
We here
I said we here
The back of Tha Carter
The back of Tha Carter....Two....Ooooh
Yea....This here is....the end of Tha Carter Two people

I got the game on ball and chain
I threw the key in the drain
I'm like the key in the drought
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you niggas like a fuckin' psychic
Hearing through the grapevine, niggas wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the daytime
You catch my drift, man you better be Pathon
Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond
I'm in this bitch, throwing up the "17th" sign
Straight frowns, no daps, strapped 3 times
A Tec-11, AK-47, one Beretta, ready for whatever
Tell them pussy niggas come together
Heavy wetter, nigga, supersoaker wetter, nigga
6-feet-under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal nigga
I'm just a little nigga, trying to be a civil nigga
30 years old, shit, that'll be a given nigga
Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listening
But she ain't really tripping cause the pots is pissed in
Them niggas trippin', until the shots whistling
Hear them bullets hissing like a cobra at attention
I've got a bitch...and quit calling women bitches!
As long as she don't worry about the coke in the kitchen
No preventing the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quitting
There you go shittin' on the way a nigga thinking
Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin
And since the future ain't promised to no one
I live everyday like this is the sure one
Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean
Stand in the heat 'til the motherfuckin' snow come
And it feels so fucking good
Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull
No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Running cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in motion
We banging for the bread, nigga, even the molded
I got my loaf, I got my toast
Chaperone of the south: I got my coast. Yea
And until I die I'm the...Best Rapper Alive