T.A.C. - Racks In My Wallet [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1)
Young sire I probably need a princess
I never play around all these rappers are in recess
Girls put me in the friend zone
Said I was like a brother
Now im fucking em'
Does that still count as incest
My swaggers got em impressed
I lift the beat like a bench press
Genesi is underground but most rappers under us
The shit I musterd
Got their minds fucking clustered
You just heard the sickest shit,that has ever hit the market
My nigga dont start shit
Before you end in a carcass
Or in a coffin more often than not
Youll just end up coughing
From my sick ass flow
You know where this goes
I reference a metaphor about how your style is old
But this isnt generic rap,well it kind of is
Atleast I acknowledge it
You get it,heres your college credit
Generation y,im not asking a question
People heres a suggestion
Dont sleep on me,too much resting

(Hook)
You know man I be ballin
Hoes and banks I be callin
Money coming no stalin
Genesi man no stalin
Man what do you call it
When you could just put all in
I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
You know I be ballin
Broads and hoes they be callin

(Verse 2)
Headphones on,keep my head down
Yes I make it rain so bitches gonna drown
Remember when I used to be the class clown
Im making jokes all the way to the bank now
Hey now thomas do you have to be cocky
Mom is like papi tu ne tienes que ensenal el dinero
Pero ma,I wanna be a rapper damn it
And the only obstacle I have is haters
Yes I might be a virgin but fuck it
Live till I hit the bucket
Ill be lucky if I get to do everything on my list
But shit,if I dont,ill continue it in heaven
Or hell,I might aswell
Only time will tell
Father time is in my ear
Telling me to live swell
Mom said I should go to yale
Almost ended up in jail
For some stupid shit,but thats the past
Today is the present
Lets get some presents my peers
This is the mixtape of the year
Psyche

(Hook)
You know man I be ballin
Hoes and banks I be callin
Money coming no stalin
Genesi man no stalin
Man what do you call it
When you could just put all in
I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
You know I be ballin
Broads and hoes they be callin

(Verse 3)
Extroardinaily phenomal
Lines are serious and comical
Its the loser who got confident
Who practically got sloppy rich
Used to be clean,then I hung with the cool kids
And started doin all the shit I said that was really stupid
Now im here,t.a.c
Look at who I became
Almost everyone knows my name
And its real hard to explain
How I did it
Basically guess im different
Took a long time to listen
Many years that ive been mixing
And recording
It was boring
Saved up for a pair of jordans
Found out I couldn't afford them
Found out they were not important
Everything turns out opposite of what you expect
Money came to collect
Now I got some respect
No more holding blank checks
El dinero is shining
Ima rapper in my prime
But in do time
Ill become something bigger
Oh shit now im that nigha
Go figure
Genesi leader ima mother fucking genious goddamn

(Hook)
You know man I be ballin
Hoes and banks I be callin
Money coming no stalin
Genesi man no stalin
Man what do you call it
When you could just put all in
I don't know man but I got mad racks in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
If this isnt good then nigga what do you call it
Racks up in my wallet
Racks up in my wallet
You know I be ballin
Broads and hoes they be callin