Well$ - Coldest Heart [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I done died twice
In the belly of the beast
Chasing the night lights
Friday night stardom
Saturday hangovers
In Amsterdam looking for Wi-Fi
On my layover
Page closer
Never trust it if the seal broken
Those come in dozens
Like promises when it's all over
Don't play with fire
It might burn ya’
The way I’m living
Make my mom nervous
I find it cool
How bitches act
Behind curtains
True intentions just might
Surface
I kept it cool
Copasetic to say the least
Sparring partners with Satan
I dare 'em to test my reach
They told me that each his own
I want every piece of his each
Capeesh
And I'll leave In peace

[Chorus]
I thought I told 'em half ain't enough
Look, I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
(ahh man)
Only people gave a fuck man was us
Only people see the cake gone be us
(ahh man)
I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
Look, I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
(ahh man)
Now I’m past the point of niggas catchin’ up
Fast forward
Six bands barely enough
(God damn)

[Verse 2]
Look I'm Back again
I been about it since what's happenin’
Westside ain't make me a pacifist
I knuckled up
May Weather the left
To weather the storm
Tighten up
Look I’m not the type to duck you bruh
Alec said it’s my year
Vice versa
He grips I’m the vice yeah
Driving the point home
But it ain't quite there
Obvious disadvantage
Family issues abundant
What's the price of selling yo’ soul
And what all does it come with?
I been rolling off the Molly
Still rolling with the punches
Still arrogant as fuck
From all of the cold shoulders
I’m older
You would think that it’s over
Tacticianed the X's and 0's
Brad Stevens with
No diploma
Who I think I is homie
I’m pretty sure you know you can't hold me
‘Cause everyone think they can do it
‘Till they guard Kobe
I’m at it with anybody
Whoever is closest
In arms reach
My niggas know me
Not in it to make new homies
I been rolling w/ the same few
Tired of seeing the boys win
Then you can change views
I could tell you to stop hating
But you can't can you?
Out in Scranton
Making them put they hands up
Word to my family mantle
I’m good though
You got a problem
Wanna thump
Don't think you should though
Boy I roll with some hooligans
Double up on the output
They coulda’ swore it was two-a-him
Now I'm back in the kitchen
And they don't know what to do with it

[Chorus]
I thought I told 'em half ain't enough
Look, I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
(ahh man)
Only people gave a fuck man was us
Only people see the cake gone be us
(ahh man)
I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
Look, I thought I told ‘em half ain’t enough
(ahh man)
Now I’m past the point of niggas catchin’ up
Fast forward
Six bands barely enough
(God Damn)