Luvi - 95 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Born in 95, already changing the game
Born in 95, already changing the game
Down in this city, from my seat up to my brain
Once I leave this shit will never be the same
It's Cleveland motherfucker

[Verse 1: Luvi]
Yeah, I'm flying all these jets like New York, boy
I pop a pussy like a champagne cork, boy
Down in Miami at that 5-star resort, boy
Plus I'm balling hard and I ain't even on the court, boy
I know I got it so, all they say is do what you do
And on my schedule all you see is w's
Cuz I can't stop winning
Bitches hating I'm just grinning
And I'm gonna make another fire track, and watch them all disintegrate
I'm feeling great, got an on-the-fame flow like Willie Mays
Luvi the young prince, I can feel my princess on me, and I can be the next Will and Kate
And I know you mad at me, because your dreams are my reality
Like how I got your dream girl, your dream job, your dream everything
But now I'm gone, and I'm shitting on these doubters
And someone said the kid fell off so I put in even more hours
Because being ok ain't ok
You gotta be grade A to get paid
That's why I give it all I got
And that's why they go cray when I drop my mixtape
And your grilling my dick-dick
Cause you wanna roll with Cleveland's kid-kid
But I got so many different bitches
I don't even know which shit to pick it
So insane, I can't complain, wanna see sunshine you see rain
Born in 95, and I'm already changing the game, like

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Luvi]
Lost in a moment, but I'm never hard to find
A young DaVinci, painting pictures with his rhymes
They say the dude is shit, I must be out my fucking mind
Well call me crazy cuz I'm staying on my motherfucking grind
I got these sponsorships
Cuz they know I'm on top of shit
Euro chicks on me like I'm Peja Stojakovic
Better yet, call me Mr. I-got-your bitch
All I see is green lights, so I'm never stopping bitch
I'm just doing me
Top of the game, I'm soon to be
So all the rappers thinking they up there need to step aside and make some room for me
Cuz I'm hot, Man you not
I'm style like Elite socks
I got rocks, on my wrist
You wear crocs, I wear Timbs
I get dimes, you can't even pull a penny
Shout-out goes to Pheobe, Shane, and my homie Lenny
Wait hold-up girl what's your name?
I can't remember because I've been through so many
But man if she don't wanna go, don't worry cause I got plenty
Of other women down to get it in
All my flows are sicker than
Everything you putting out
Just look how big I'm getting kid
You talking but we living it
Everybody's listening
It's L-U-V-I and First Round
Yeah we in this bitch

[Hook]