ZAYN - YELLOWTAPE - 47 11 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

The goal…
If you want to use this terminology like that…
The goal is, uh, is missed
The goal is yourself, without a goal
‘Bout to hit you with some shit that these motherfuckers don’t know
Said “fuck it” to the promo
I ain’t sinking, bitch I built this whole boat
This is no joke
‘Bout to hit the guards
What these motherfuckers don’t know
Yo, chill out, get the spliff out
Caught me with my dick out
I’m about to spit some shit now
Put this on the list, I’m about to write a script
While I’m floating
Man, I call this song a diss
You’re among the best
I – contest, not impressed, guess
On your song, bigger that you can
Pull the trigger, gun, James Bond
I’ve been moving like I’ve done
Now you see me pulling cons like a pro
Said they couldn’t see it, now you know
I’ve been focused on the crap since it broke
Put these rappers on a chokehold
Going corner ‘till they broke toes – gonna bro, we both know
These are my goals, at the end like dry combs
We ain´t friend – You could never call my ends home
The bad bones, I ain’t John Doe
Double meetings like it’s jerk off
Sick and tired at the same old
In my feelings Imma let go
Feels like a season ‘till we get old
See you reaching on the debt
Willy Wonka, Johnny Depp flow Silly wanker on my
Be quiet papa said so
Call me Zaddy on my dad flow
Nice silence, why you mad tho’?
Like a bad joke It don’t land like my granddad when he came from Pakistan
No foreign land, don’t understand
My simple plan was not to stand for the simple man
I’m complex, unlike my sex
And what’s the chance that axis’ are spinning I’m
A part of the plan since the beginning
Got asked this thoughts, your brain’s spinning
Your thoughts sinning with something else
Can’t help yourself like Santa’s elf
My mental health reaching God level
I don’t mean I’m a god but four, seven and eleven greets me on all levels
Yellow metal trynna tell you something’s not settled
This old kettle reaching boiling point
Contribute your voice tonight, chop it off and caught our eyes
Heard your noise, applaud the effort
Your fans deserve the credit, surely definite
Ain’t even a close second
On in all seconds
I’m a force to be reckoned with, and I don’t even give a shit
Have you learned your lesson?
Class in session is no test, and we ain’t testing them, you’re stuck with no progression
Assessing ‘em, obsessing over nothing I see them clowning like Krusty
Imma steal, I’m finessing in a slow sesh
This – and you’re hopeless
Hope less and get your feelings hurt less
In a deep sea like Loch Ness Remoteness, but I control it, I’m on my own
That’s why it’s my own world
Montana, put a hole in the ground for the top
My man is Chaka Khan, beat it up
Me and Dan put a spanner in the works
Imma give you more than what you need