Klipp Tal-Vidjo
Lirika
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Iva, iva, iva
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Iva, iva, iva
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
– (ATL Ġakobb, ATL Ġakobb)
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, tinkwetax, sibt il-pistola tiegħi
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Jien gettin ” dollari tiegħi, inti twelid nigga reali
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Qal lil missieri, ” tiddispjaċinix, jien mhux se nwaħħallek”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Kieku ma kienx għall-ġlieda, il-ħolm tiegħi, ma kinux iseħħu
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Oh, iva, oh, iva, iva, iva, iva
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, iva, oh, iva, oh, iva
Told mama, “Don’t worry, you know you raised a hardbody”
– Qal lil mama, ” tinkwetax, taf li trabbejt hardbody”
Granny called the other day, said, “Don’t stress ’cause God got you”
– In-nanna sejħet il-ġurnata l-oħra, qalet, ” tinsistix’għaliex Alla ġabek”
I’ma chase this paper every day, I ain’t doin’ no stoppin’
– Jien niġri din il-karta kuljum, ma nagħmelx’no stoppin’
Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I’m so 4 Pockets
– Ipprova imla dan il-flus kontanti fil-jeans tiegħi, jien hekk 4 Bwiet
All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can’t forget that
– Il-ħinijiet kollha li tajt nigga l-aħħar tiegħek, ma nistax ninsa dan
Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin’ from the rent man (Turned the lights off)
– Avviż ta’żgumbrament fuq il-bieb, konna hidin’mir-raġel tal-kera (Itfi d-dwal)
I ain’t never lettin’ nothin’ slide, I was taught to get my lick back
– Jien qatt ma nħalli’nothin’tiżżerżaq, ġejt mgħallem biex inġib il-lagħaq tiegħi lura
Hit hard, move silent, I ain’t got time for all that chit-chat
– Hit iebes, jimxu siekta, i ain’t ltqajna ħin għal dak kollu chit-chat
Even though I feel like you wasn’t there, got mad love for my dad
– Anki jekk inħoss li ma kontx hemm, sibt imħabba ġenn għal missieri
No hard feelings, I ain’t never cry ’bout nothin’ I ain’t have
– L – ebda sentimenti iebsa, jien qatt ma nibki’bout nothin’m’għandix
Growin’ up inside of poverty, that shit’ll have you mad (Mad)
– Growin’up ġewwa tal-faqar, li shit ser ikollok ġenn (Ġenn)
Goin’ to school without no new shoes, that shit’ll turn you bad (Bad)
– Goin’l-iskola mingħajr ebda żraben ġodda, dik il-ħmieġ ser idawrek ħażin (Ħażin)
Took security with my mama (My mama)
– Ħa sigurtà mal-mama tiegħi (il-mama Tiegħi)
I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
– Naf li kisbet il-pistola tagħha (Il-pistola Tagħha)
‘Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)
– ‘quddiem nagħti kelba xejn (naħlef)
I’ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
– Jien nieħu ħsieb is-sorijiet tiegħi (is-sorijiet Tiegħi)
We ain’t writin’ no more bad checks (No more bad checks)
– Aħna ma niktbux ‘ mhux aktar kontrolli ħżiena (Mhux aktar kontrolli ħżiena)
My lil’ boy them know ’bout private jets (PJs)
– Lil’tifel tagħhom jafu’bout ġettijiet privati (PJs)
And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)
– U zija tiegħi minnhom, huma dritti issa (Tajjeb)
It ain’t too much for ’em to worry about, I promise
– Mhux wisq biex ninkwetaw dwarhom, inwiegħed
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, tinkwetax, sibt il-pistola tiegħi
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Jien gettin ” dollari tiegħi, inti twelid nigga reali
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Qal lil missieri, ” tiddispjaċinix, jien mhux se nwaħħallek”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Kieku ma kienx għall-ġlieda, il-ħolm tiegħi, ma kinux iseħħu
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, iva, oh, iva
Told mama, “Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine”
– Qal lil mama, ” tinkwetax, inkun tajjeb”
Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire
– L anġli jaraw fuq l ispalla tiegħi bħal arbitru
I could get in the octagon with these punchlines
– Stajt nidħol fl ottagonu b’dawn il puntelli
Like, nigga, I’m the captain and it’s crunch time
– Bħal, nigga, jien il-kaptan u wasal iż-żmien tal-kriżi
Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime
– Aqbeż il-linja tal-ikla, gotta tiekol aktar minn f’xi żmien
I done time, so I think everyone one-time
– Jien għamilt il-ħin, għalhekk naħseb li kulħadd darba
Colorblind to the sunshine, I’d rather moonshine
– Colorblind għax – xemx, nippreferi moonshine
Told the team, “I don’t care who shine as long as you shine”
– Qal lit-tim, ” ma jimpurtanix min jiddi sakemm tiddi”
Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job
– Żomm Blonde Mutu Ta’kalifornja b’impjieg boob
Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job
– Anzi agħtini blowjob milli nsib xogħol ġdid
Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah
– Għoli wisq, aqbad il-ħmieġ minnha, allura aħna woosah
Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign
– Woo-ha, ltqajna inti kollha fil-kontroll bħal sinjal swoosh
Told my daddy, “I don’t blame you, neither claim you”
– Qal lil missieri, ” jien ma nagħtik tort, la nippretendik”
You was never in the picture, somebody framed you
– Qatt ma kont fl-istampa, xi ħadd inkwadrak
Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too
– Moms xtraw l-ewwel pistola tiegħi, ġabni għall-firxa wkoll
Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two
– Mill-ġurnata li stajt nimxi, kont fuq l-istess tnejn
Mama, don’t worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil’ bitch)
– Mama, tinkwetax (Tunechi), sibt il-pistola tiegħi (lil’kelba)
I’m gettin’ my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)
– Jien gettin ” dollari tiegħi (Iva ,iva, iva), inti twelid nigga reali (Mula, tarbija)
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Qal lil missieri, ” tiddispjaċinix, jien mhux se nwaħħallek”
If it weren’t for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn’t came true (Mula, baby)
– Kieku ma kienx għall-ġlieda (Iva, iva, iva), il-ħolm tiegħi, ma kinux iseħħu (Mula, tarbija)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Oh, iva, oh, iva, iva, iva, iva
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, iva, oh, iva, oh, iva
