ShaqIsDope - No Time [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
2Up
We 2Up
2Up
We 2Up
I swear we 2Up
We 2Up
I swear we 2Up
No

[Hook]
Staring at my watch, lookin' at this time
Focused on that paper, got this money on my mind
I'm just ridin' shotgun, see the phone recline
Focused on these bitches, should be focused on my rhymes
Cause I never have time, I ain't got time
Man I never have time, listen I ain't got time
Should be focused on this money, hand makin' these rhymes
But as far I have these hoes, listen I ain't got time

[Verse 1]
Used to be that same nigga, now shit don' changed up
ShaqIsDope, ShaqIsDope, motherfuckas now know my name bruh
I'm who them people came for, look at me, I'm fly as shit
Look twice, look twice, you might think that I'm flyin' bitch
Dressed down in designer shit, LH on my belt nigga
They ask me who I'm feelin' I say "I'm feelin' myself nigga"
Somethin' I can't help, that's the way these hoes made me
Don't get all the credit cause they ain't the ones that pay me
Gettin' money, don't stop that, [?] ask where the rock at
Niggas takin' shots, I'll pop back
Don't need a clip, so please no-no-no-no don't ask where the Glock at
Put a trigger on the verse then I cock back, 2Up in the cup, where the block at
Damn my old steeze, gon' mock that, the new style to the game, I rock that
Can I get that tunnel vision on the paper but I still see a ho
So I just smash 'em once and pass 'em to my older bro
Got a 'lil name now, that's the way it's supposed to go
Summertime, learned my lesson, hey, never cuffin', no

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
They tellin' me to come over, it's so damn temptin'
Hittin' me up on my Twitter, all up in my mentions
Motherfucka I'm the shit, in case you was wonderin' what that stench is
Stuntin' on them hoes, damn-damn right I'm flexin', okay
Bad chick named Rosana, hella fly she pampered
Say she just wanna fuck, I love a chick with no manners
Yellin' "Soy tu papi", I totally understand ya
But whatever we do make sure it don't end up on camera
It's like, it's like-it's like, they got, some type of hold on me
Grabbin' me away from this rap shit, they won't let go of me
Takin' all control of me, I swear it's time to lease 'em
Dick 'em down once and it still won't please 'em
Run and tell 'em I'm gone, yeah a nigga leavin'
Cause I ain't cuffin' nothin', I don't care about no season
They asked him what's the reason, this chick I used to mess with
Knew I was the man, you knew I was the best bitch

[Hook]