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Rica
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Sí, sí, sí
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Sí, sí, sí
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
– (ATL Jakòb, ATL Jakòb)
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, no preokupá, mi tin mi pistola.
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Mi ta risibí mi dòlernan, bo a duna lus na un berdadero hòmber pretu
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Mi a bisa mi tata: “No pidi diskulpa, mi no ta kulpa bo”.
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Si no tabata pa e lucha, mi soño, lo no bira realidat
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Oh, sí, oh, sí, sí, sí
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, sí, oh, sí, oh, sí
Told mama, “Don’t worry, you know you raised a hardbody”
– Mi a bisa mama: “No preokupá, bo sa ku bo a kria un kurpa duru”.
Granny called the other day, said, “Don’t stress ’cause God got you”
– Abuela a yama e otro dia i a bisa:”No stresá bo mes pasobra Dios a atrapa bo”.
I’ma chase this paper every day, I ain’t doin’ no stoppin’
– Mi ta bai buska e diario aki tur dia, mi no ta hasi nada pa para mi
Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I’m so 4 Pockets
– Hasi un intento pa pone e plaka aki den mi jeans, mi tin 4 saku.
All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can’t forget that
– Tur biaha ku bo a duna un hòmber pretu e último biaha, mi no por lubidá di dje.
Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin’ from the rent man (Turned the lights off)
– Aviso di evacuacion na porta, nos tabata sconde di e homber di e huur (E a Kita e lusnan)
I ain’t never lettin’ nothin’ slide, I was taught to get my lick back
– Mi no ta laga nada pasa, nan a siña mi pa rekuperá mi lamia
Hit hard, move silent, I ain’t got time for all that chit-chat
– Ta bati fuerte, move den silencio, mi no tin tempo pa e charla
Even though I feel like you wasn’t there, got mad love for my dad
– Aunke mi ta sinti ku bo no tabata aya, mi tin un amor loko pa mi tata
No hard feelings, I ain’t never cry ’bout nothin’ I ain’t have
– Sin resentimento, nunka lo mi yora pa nada ku mi no tin
Growin’ up inside of poverty, that shit’ll have you mad (Mad)
– Kresé den pobresa, e kos ei lo hasi bo bira loko
Goin’ to school without no new shoes, that shit’ll turn you bad (Bad)
– Bai skol sin sapatu nobo, e kos ei lo hasi bo malu (Malo)
Took security with my mama (My mama)
– E a tuma siguridat ku mi mama
I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
– Mi sa ku e a haña su pistola
‘Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)
– Promé ku mi duna un kachó nada (mi ta hurament’é)
I’ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
– Mi ta kuida mi rumannan
We ain’t writin’ no more bad checks (No more bad checks)
– Nos no ta skirbi mas cheque sin fondo (no mas cheque sin fondo)
My lil’ boy them know ’bout private jets (PJs)
– Mi mucha chikitu, nan sa di avion privá (PIJAMA)
And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)
– I mi tía nan, nan direktamente awor (ta bon)
It ain’t too much for ’em to worry about, I promise
– No ta muchu pa nan preokupá, mi ta primintí.
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Mama, no preokupá, mi tin mi pistola.
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Mi ta risibí mi dòlernan, bo a duna lus na un berdadero hòmber pretu
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Mi a bisa mi tata: “No pidi diskulpa, mi no ta kulpa bo”.
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Si no tabata pa e lucha, mi soño, lo no bira realidat
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, sí, oh, sí
Told mama, “Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine”
– Mi a bisa mama: “No preokupá, lo mi ta bon”.
Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire
– E angelnan ta vigilá riba mi skouder manera un árbitro
I could get in the octagon with these punchlines
– Mi por a drenta e oktágono ku e puntanan aki
Like, nigga, I’m the captain and it’s crunch time
– Manera, negro, mi ta e kapitan i ta e ora di bèrdat
Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime
– Salta bo cola di lunch, mi mester come mas cu na un momento
I done time, so I think everyone one-time
– Mi a hasi tempu, p’esei mi ta kere ku tur hende un biaha so
Colorblind to the sunshine, I’d rather moonshine
– Daltoniko den lus di solo, mi ta preferá lus di luna
Told the team, “I don’t care who shine as long as you shine”
– El a bisa e ekipo: “mi no ta preokupá ku ken ta bria miéntras bo ta bria”.
Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job
– Tene Un Hende blondi bobo Di California ku un trabou di teta
Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job
– Mi ta preferá hasi mi mes un mama ku haña un trabou nobo
Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah
– Demasiado haltu, na bèrdat ku e, anto woosah
Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign
– Woo-ha, mi tin tur hende bou di kontrol manera un kartel di swoosh
Told my daddy, “I don’t blame you, neither claim you”
– Mi a bisa mi tata: “Mi no ta kulpa bo, ni mi no ta reklamá bo”.
You was never in the picture, somebody framed you
– Bo no tabata den e potret, un hende a pone bo den e kadena
Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too
– E mama a kumpra mi promé pistola, nan a hiba mi tambe na e kancha di tiramentu.
Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two
– For di e dia ku mi por a kana, mi tabata den e mesun dos
Mama, don’t worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil’ bitch)
– Mama, no preokupá bo (Tunechi), mi tin mi pistola (Lil ‘ bitch)
I’m gettin’ my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)
– Mi ta risibí mi dòler (Sí, sí, sí), bo a duna lus na un berdadero hòmber pretu (Mula, yu)
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Mi a bisa mi tata: “No pidi diskulpa, mi no ta kulpa bo”.
If it weren’t for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn’t came true (Mula, baby)
– Si no tabata pa e lucha (Sí, sí, sí), mi soño, lo no bira realidat (Mula, mucha muhé)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Oh, sí, oh, sí, sí, sí
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Oh, sí, oh, sí, oh, sí
