The Blaqueout - Eyes Closed [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Eyes closed, swangin' on these bitches, I don't see'em
Line blowing up, hundred thousands in my DM
Benji's in the air, fallin down; that's above you
I don't like spending money; like that bitch, I love to

[Verse 1 - Nikko Dator]
Bapesta on with the tight jeans
Been had the sauce since nineteen
Been had the cake with icing
Movie bars flow; so widescreen
I pictured it from the jump, but didn't expect these results
Quit sugar coating the feelings you got because you & I both are adults
Look
That don't concern me, I'm on a journey
Where friends from the past are approaching me thirsty
They want to ride with me but they don't deserve me
God showed me their colors & they aren't worthy
Haters be lurking & sounding like crickets
They stuck on the image
Excuse the hiatus, been handling business
Make plays for my fitness
Ugh
Niggas act fishy like sea bass
That's my old girl; you can keep that
Only hit once, no rematch
Man, I swear the girl need kneepads
Can't fuck around, boy, they cocky & ignorant
Light of The Luxor, they top of the pyramid
Move in the tree but they ain't wearing Timberlands
Out in these streets & they wanted like Zimmerman

[Hook]
Eyes closed, swangin' on these bitches, I don't see'em
Line blowing up, hundred thousands in my DM
Benji's in the air, fallin down; that's above you
I don't like spending money; like that bitch, I love to

[Verse 2 - Kazzy Chase]
Where we get faded at? where we get faded at?
Walk in the building, she take off my faded cap; put on my faded cap
Feel like I made it, I don't think I'll make it back
Just living luxury all in the name of rap
Yeah
Talking top five; you should mention my name in that
You should mention my name in that
Go Animaniac; I got your Dot on my line
She gon' bombard it
We gon' have problems, my nigga, like Puffy & Shyne
Don't get me started
I know that you're waiting but nigga, quit waiting on me
The clique got no vacancy
Might still your bitch; make her go on vacation with me
Just for hating on me
I'm petty like Tom & I bomb on these tracks
You niggas corn-on-the-cob with the raps
Me & Neek harder than falls on the map
You heard the last one, we give y'all The Jack
And I am still here while you niggas are gone
Yeah, bitch
You hide from the city & we put it on
Nigga
Yeah
Class

[Hook]
Eyes closed, swangin' on these bitches, I don't see'em
Line blowing up, hundred thousands in my DM
Benji's in the air, fallin down; that's above you
I don't like spending money; like that bitch, I love to