TreLamond - Shots For The Crew [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1

Kicking back and moving forward, living life...just the four of us/
Mansions with floors that hardwood, all the baddest women, I swear they all so horrible/
Me and my niggas riding, my music got people vibing/
We dream of visiting places and women that's so exotic/
We got the ambition to get it, a vision that keep us wishing/
Half a blueprint and a mission, and won't stop til that bitch is finished/
A little support is what I need to help me achieve it/
Ironic, alot of dreaming and no sleeping is how I'll see it/
So now I'm up with this red eye, this visine, it just won't clear mines/
Cameras rolling and vodka pouring, the whips is foreign/
In love with the game and I swear my team is scoring/
No jerseys for the niggas that might hurt me/
But you could be waterboy for the season, if your worthy/
No sneak dissing, gotta problem, then I spit it/
Rarely a beef lover, have you chickens sleeping with the fishes/
Coming for who's at the top of the food chain/
And number one is the title my crew claim/

Verse 2

I'm zoned out, and my mind gone; And my cup full, and my team on/
And I'm the one that she lean on when she had enough to drink on/
It's the time of night where the wrongs are right/
And them city lights shine a little too bright/
And the people around you egg you on/
So by 12 o'clock you love that life/
The old folks say slow down, but you just tryna get there quicker/
So you tryna find a way to let go of the past and hold your liquor/
The coldest girls say you melt they hearts, so you won't leave them lonely/
And the one that's on your arm tonight, you won't recognize in the morning/
You'll be headaches & dark shades, coffee sipping, pain pill popping/
But you ain't worried bout that tonight, they say you had enough, you say "I ain't stopping"/
You the star, you in the moment; Get in the car, and a red bone join you/
She on top of you, and on top of that, you on top of the game, and you loving that/
Is this the life that you dreamed of? Well I hope it gets deeper/
Cause I swear you gone be sick of this by the time you drop your senior/
But you can never say I didn't tell you/
Before the fans start to scream because they feel you/

Outro

Every nigga ain't made for this, Every nigga ain't paid for this/
This game will put some rappers to they bedtime/
Others, It'll put they name in headlines.../