Matty Means - Aspirations [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Aspirations

Verse 1:

Young kid (Matty!)
Playground (Yeah!)
Kept in (Me!)
Breakout (Whoop!)
Always had a dream to chase down (Zoom)
Go and fetch like a greyhound
And now, I know that got it
I am too hot like came from tropics (Ayee)
Cock it, I shot it, sick with the flow, like the tree it's chronic (Forever)
So if she wanna play games, well I'm gonna bop it
I'm wylin' I'm vibin' with all of my villains
Value my team so I feel like a million
Yeah, I filter lames like Instagram
Beats to eat, my dinna plans
Make a splash, I finna am
Be the best, I finna can
Collab a lot like I'm in a band, yet not in the stands
Don't stick around ye ain't in the plan
Fuck out my way or get trucked on the way
Mouth is a gun and bucks on the way
I'm goin' viral, flow is malicious and vicious
Fuck around, down wit da sickness, all it takes is a listen
I promise, I'm honest
I profit as a prophet


Chorus:

Everybody has aspirations (x3)
But never have the drive to chase'em
Oh my god we racin'
X2

Verse 2:

Ya got the good, ya got the chronic
I'm driving thru like ya work sonic
Pull up, pull up, I need that
That work and grind, I bleed dat
Don't like to trap, but like to rap
Either way goes back to the cash
Back to work, back on the track
Stack dividends like eminem til I collapse
Wanted this my life my whole life
Fire kept me warm on cold nights
Protect my music like a fetus
Put it on my life Matty means it
School blocks my shine, solar eclipse
Passion got me spazzin' like lunatic
All in for my aspirations
Flow left ya exasperations
Ya said I fall but a spitta really stuck wit it
Ya said I'd fuck up but now they really just fux wit it
Ahh, I guess I deserve drink or two
Ahh, I might have to go and drink a few
Ahh, you might have to king me too
Made it cross the board but not a single move
I was hoppin' I was jumpin' others headin' for the throne
Flow was just too killa like the chrome straight to yo dome

Chorus:

Everybody has aspirations (x3)
But never have the drive to chase'em
Oh my god we racin'
X2


Verse 3:

So dumb wit da bars, never done wit da bars
Leapin' to faith like I jumped to the stars
Outta this world, bury on Mars
Love the music, marry the bars
I ain't Scottish laddy, but I kilt the game
No construction worrrkker but I built my name