Madison X - Tennessee [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I bring it back to the bottom of the map x 4

[Hook]
In Tennessee, everybodys on they grind
In Tennessee, everybodys born to shine
In Tennessee, everybody stay they self
Cause theres no fuckin point in being someone else

[Verse 1]
Welcome to the 615;
Everyone here gon die grindin
We'll get rich or die trying
Im young and buck shout the big homie
Yo bitch know me, Im sick homie
Six South got that shit homie
We bout ours, hope you bout yours
If 2Pac back, we the outlawz!
Married to the game, bout to meet the inlaws
You find out who your friends are
Is something wrong with your sim card?
Well I been slept on, I been hard
Underrated and hated
But I ain't phased by it
I came this far
I'm all ears if big money's involved
What's a bunch of pussies to a big dogg?
Swagger like Ric Flair
Where you at? Ive been there
Watch me pull a dollar out of thin air

[Verse 2]
Picture me ridin
Tennessee tags, Im a tennessee titan
And when Im gone, remember the titan
615; bitch we riders;
Ridin out on these lames mane
Got it locked no chain gang
Got the loud for the low, too
Yeah the volume make the neighbors complain
I talk ratchet to police
I swear they dont know me
Yes Ive got my cup but in its not codiene
Its probably just whiskey, vodka, or remy
I sip while I smoke different weeds
Ya'll dinosaurs, Ya'll history
Oh they want beef? I got that handled
Im so Tennessee I bleed Jack Daniels!

[Verse 3]
I dont give a fuck if anybody co-sign me
I'm so Cashville 50, prolly dont like me
Six South Makaveli; ya'll ain't ready
Last dance with Mary Jane like Tom Petty
I'm breaded
Kushed out - blunted get money
If you like to hear that fake rap - you ain't gon hear that shit from me
They told me switch my style up - and I said back
By popular demand, the old X back
Twistin up my blunts
Like gangsters twist they fingers up
Six South the greatest
When You think of rap; you think of us
305 swag, 615 tags
Bitch Im outchea, hip hop's life raft!!