Stat - Nothing [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Stat]
Hunnit for the Jesus Piece. Always good to pay that lease
Chain looking like it’s obese. K. I’m making it. Geez
I tell em that it’s nothing. (x2)
Antarctica all on my wrist. Catch my name on every list
There ain’t a realer stunna that exist
I tell em that it’s nothing

[Verse 1]
If I had a dollar for all the hate that I get
But that'd be even bigger if I counted the respect
Good ain’t ever good enough. So, I’m right up there to perfect
Put some guap up on that. Now, it’s time to collect
Put haters on blast. We ain’t talking TNT
They need to learn for spreading all this gossip like they TMZ
Damn, I got followed by Dopeness Magazine
I must be some kind of dope, rapping machine
Soon as my new stuff be dropping. All these pieces I be copping
Tryna take me off the top. I’m running, there ain’t no stopping
TKO these other rappers. I ain’t even talking bout boxing
Y’all just be stop and go. Me, I’m just pop, lock, and dropping

[Chrous]

[Verse 2]
Rip my shirt like Superman, or Cam Newton
There ain’t no people like me. I’m one dangerous mutant
Time to teach these haters right. They all becoming my students
I’m going dumb just like Timmy. These other rappers just stupid
Place packed when they hear I’m on stage
Sometimes my best flow ain’t even on a page
Freestyling. I’m bout that. You winning? I doubt that
When I make a hit, it’s out the park. I’m outta there!
Flexing like Meek Mill. I ain’t even signed
I'mma keep being real. Sir, do you mind?
I’m like Rob Dyrdek. They way I stay on my grind
Balling like James Harrison. So, I always get fined
You know

[Chrous]