Terrance Moore - Prosperity [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

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[Intro] x4
Money the focus, what everyone see...

[Hook]
I don’t need no muhfuckin’ millions
All I need is prosperity
I don’t give a fuck how anybody feeling
Especially if you don’t care for me
I don’t need your charity

My niggas going for gold
For them niggas who ain’t get a chance to grow old
We got rolled, let the chaos unfold
You know how the story goes...

Some of my own family look down on me
Like they ain’t proud of me
I mean, I put it down for me
I put it down for Jerz
I put it down for "We"

Man, New Americana, men casually gone off marijuana
And living fast, ‘cause tomorrow ain’t promised
Honest, never gave a fuck like Nirvana
Cause there’s only one judge and it ain’t your honor

[Verse 1]
Only fuckin’ thing I care about is my muhfuckin’ momma & ‘em
Riding through New York whip full of my friends
Bumping Drizzy, “folk look at that Benz!”
“Uh, bruh, look at that car...”
Type of shit we’ll ride in when we are stars
Bugatti, Ferrari, Lexus, Martin, Benz
Get that old money guess it all depends
On what a nigga had to eat
Do a nigga got drive, or was he in the back seat?
When them numbers add up like a mathlete
Hope my digits fat like a Hummer, when I’m past peak (Nigga!)
If the income make a nigga flashy
Bet I spent some for the days we was ashy
I need a fast V, ‘cause front wheel drive is ass cheeks
And I’m still rationing that gas from last week
(But if you ask me…)

[Hook]
I don’t need no muhfuckin’ millions
All I need is prosperity
I don’t give a fuck how anybody feeling
Especially if you don’t care for me
I don’t need your charity

My niggas going for gold
For them niggas who ain’t get a chance to grow old
We got rolled, let the chaos unfold
You know how the story goes...

Some of my own family look down on me
Like they ain’t proud of me
I mean, I put it down for me
I put it down for Jerz
I put it down for "We"

Man, New Americana, men casually gone off marijuana
And living fast, ‘cause tomorrow ain’t promised
Honest, never gave a fuck like Nirvana
Cause there’s only one judge and it ain’t your honor

[Verse 2]
21st century American, I like flashy gold, I like Mercedes-Benz
I like women that don’t put no feelings in it
If she real as fuck, then we chilling
Maybe once my billions up I won’t give a fuck
But for now I’m young and I can’t get enough
And why these chicks I’m seeing always stealing stuff
And I paid for that shit so I’m feeling fucked
They don’t have respect for it
They only love you ’til you’re gone
Especially when you’re paying cash for it
Just hope my niggas prove it wrong
Hmm... when them models pour it
Shit’s attractive, but you can’t afford it
Truth is, money really ain’t that important
But there are women that will care if you ain’t recording
And them bitches get stairs like you standing on ‘em

[Hook]
I don’t need no muhfuckin’ millions
All I need is prosperity
I don’t give a fuck how anybody feeling
Especially if you don’t care for me
I don’t need your charity

My niggas going for gold
For them niggas who ain’t get a chance to grow old
We got rolled, let the chaos unfold
You know how the story goes...

Some of my own family look down on me
Like they ain’t proud of me
I mean, I put it down for me
I put it down for Jerz
I put it down for "We"

Man, New Americana, men casually gone off marijuana
And living fast, ‘cause tomorrow ain’t promised
Honest, never gave a fuck like Nirvana
Cause there’s only one judge and it ain’t your honor

[Outro] x8
Money the focus, what everyone see...