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Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha ha ha.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ha ha ha.
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
– JACOB part avec toute SA FAMILLE pour aller en Jacob.
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Me oplo tin foni sou
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Im ‘gettin’ pupa mihi, et genuit verum nigga
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dixit pater meus, “Nolite contristari, im’ non reprehendo vobis,”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Si non esset certamen, somnia mea, non venisset verum
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ita me di ament, credo, si
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Ita me di ament, credo, si
Told mama, “Don’t worry, you know you raised a hardbody”
– Mama dixit, ” Nolite ergo solliciti esse, tu scis te erexit hardbody”
Granny called the other day, said, “Don’t stress ’cause God got you”
– Granny vocavit alterum diem, dixit: “non vis’ causam deus obtinuit te”
I’ma chase this paper every day, I ain’t doin’ no stoppin’
– Ego hanc chartam quotidie persequor, non “stoppin” facio
Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I’m so 4 Pockets
– Tryna effercio hanc pecuniam in jeans, tam Sum 4 Loculos
All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can’t forget that
– Omnia tempora quae dedisti nigga ultimum tuum, non possum oblivisci
Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin’ from the rent man (Turned the lights off)
– Evictionem notitia in via portat.’ [748] fatuae sunt
I ain’t never lettin’ nothin’ slide, I was taught to get my lick back
– Non sum numquam lettin ‘nothin’ slide, ut docuit me omnes reges universae retro
Hit hard, move silent, I ain’t got time for all that chit-chat
– Ledo dura moventur tacere, quia non obtinuit omne tempus, quod chit-chat
Even though I feel like you wasn’t there, got mad love for my dad
– Quamquam ego sentio amo vos non erat ibi, got insanus amor enim pater meus
No hard feelings, I ain’t never cry ’bout nothin’ I ain’t have
– Nullus durus affectus, numquam clamor ‘praedura nothin’ non habeo
Growin’ up inside of poverty, that shit’ll have you mad (Mad)
– Growin ‘usque intus paupertas, quod youll’ have vos insanire stercore (Insanire)
Goin’ to school without no new shoes, that shit’ll turn you bad (Bad)
– In casa sua pueros alunt educantque … non est temeritas, et qui mala fecerunt, et tamen ascenderunt in caelum
Took security with my mama (My mama)
– Tulit securitatem cum mama (Mea mama)
I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)
– Scio eam pistol obtinuit (eius pistol)
‘Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)
– Inicio ” est. jur
I’ma take care my sisters (My sisters)
– Ego habeo un frater, il est ruben (L ‘ Aîné de ses frères)
We ain’t writin’ no more bad checks (No more bad checks)
– Ego vero non celeriter scribo’ non magis malum compescit (Non magis malum compescit)
My lil’ boy them know ’bout private jets (PJs)
– My lil ‘puer scire eos’ praedura palam rumpit (PJs)
And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)
– Am ante me, vel [am] o, si occurrit.
It ain’t too much for ’em to worry about, I promise
– Non enim nimium est, em solliciti esse, promitto
Mama, don’t worry, I got my pistol
– Me oplo tin foni sou
I’m gettin’ my dollars, you birthed a real nigga
– Im ‘gettin’ pupa mihi, et genuit verum nigga
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dixit pater meus, “Nolite contristari, im’ non reprehendo vobis,”
If it weren’t for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn’t came true
– Si non esset certamen, somnia mea, non venisset verum
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Ita me di ament, credo, si
Told mama, “Don’t worry, I’ll be just fine”
– Dixit mama, ” Nolite ergo solliciti esse, non erit iustus denique”
Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire
– Angeli vigilate super humerum meum sicut umerus
I could get in the octagon with these punchlines
– Potui ut in octagonum cum his pugnis
Like, nigga, I’m the captain and it’s crunch time
– Sicut, nigga, sum dux et suus frango tempus
Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime
– Omit prandium linea redditus est plus quam aliquando manducare
I done time, so I think everyone one-time
– Tempus feci, ut omnes unum tempus puto
Colorblind to the sunshine, I’d rather moonshine
– Colorblind ad solem, vellem potius moonshine
Told the team, “I don’t care who shine as long as you shine”
– Dixit quadrigis, ” ego non curo ut luceat quamdiu luceat”
Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job
– Serva California muta flava cum libris officium
Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job
– Potius da mihi blowjob quam novum officium obtine
Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah
– Nimis alta, irrumabo stercore ex ea, tunc woosa
Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign
– Woo-ha, obtinuit vos omnes in reprehendo sicut signum swoosh
Told my daddy, “I don’t blame you, neither claim you”
– Dixit pater meus, ” non te reprehendo, neque te affirmo”
You was never in the picture, somebody framed you
– Numquam in pictura fuisti, quis te fecit
Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too
– Lacinia primum pistol emit, me ad latitudinem quoque attulit
Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two
– Cum dies ambulare possem, in eodem duobus fui
Mama, don’t worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil’ bitch)
– Mama, nolite ergo solliciti esse (Tunechi), ego got meus pistol (Lil ‘ bitch)
I’m gettin’ my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)
– Im ‘gettin’ mihi pupa (Yeah, yeah, yeah), et genuit verum nigga (Mula, infantem)
Told my daddy, “Don’t be sorry, I’m not gon’ blame you”
– Dixit pater meus, “Nolite contristari, im’ non reprehendo vobis,”
If it weren’t for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn’t came true (Mula, baby)
– Si non esset pro certamine (Yeah, yeah, yeah), somnia mea, verum non venerunt (Mula, infans)
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
– Ita me di ament, credo, si
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
– Ita me di ament, credo, si
