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FlyGod does like ugly, nigga (FlyGod, ah, grrt)
– Gott wäert dir adoptéieren.
My bitch ugly, nigga
– Nigga, nig.
My bitch ugly, nigga (Grrt)
– D ‘ Mare Crisium (nigga)ass eng uertschaft an der provënz Grrt.
My sneakers eight thousand and they ugly, nigga (They ugly, nigga)
– Meng Turnschlappen aachtdausend a si ellen, nigga (Si ellen, nigga)
See, we ain’t the fuckin’ same (We ain’t the fuckin’ same)
– Dir gesitt, mir sinn net déi verdammt déiselwecht (mir sinn net déi verdammt gläich)
Uh-uh, bum-ass niggas
– Buergermeeschter, Dat Ass
I wish I fuckin’ would wanna be another nigga but me (Grrt)
– Ech wënschen ech géif verdammt en Aneren Nigger wëlle sinn wéi ech (Grrt)
You niggas don’t even fuckin’ take care of your kids, nigga (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
– D ‘ Nigger ass eng Vun Den Éischte Kanner, Nigger (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot).
Ah, fashion week comin’ up
– Ah, D ‘ Moudewoch steet Virun Der Dier
Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot (Ah)
– Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot (Ah)
Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot
– Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot
I’ma fuck at least three models
– Ech ficken op d ‘ mannst dräi Modeller
Uh, look
– Eh, kuck mol
Live from the depths of hell with angel wings that have yet to flail
– Live vun Den Déiften Vun Der Häll mat Engelflügel déi nach net geschloen goufen
And fans argue ’bout record sales like they record exec’s themselves
– An D ‘ Fans streiden iwwer Rekordverkaaf wéi wa se Selwer Leadere géifen ophuelen
It’s like we all under a spell and still, I hope this message reaches you well
– Et ass wéi wa mir all Begeeschtert wieren an awer hoffen ech datt Dëse Message iech gutt erreecht
God does like ugly and I could tell
– Gott gär ellen an ech kéint soen
Livin’ check to check, nigga, check the mail
– Live Scheck fir z ‘iwwerpréiwen, Nigger, préift D’ Post
Another bill, pimp, my brother ain’t even get no bail
– So Hu Mir Probéiert eis eege Vëloen ze Entwerfen. Mäi Brudder kritt net emol Eng Kautioun
On his third strike, and if he serve life, them crackers probably like, “That serves you right”
– A sengem drëtte Schlag, a wann hien d ‘ Liewen déngt, hunn dës Cracker wahrscheinlech gär: “dat geschitt dir recht.”
Shit too real, it just gave me chills
– Schäiss ze richteg, et huet mech just Schaueren
The Devil’s outside, angels is in the infield
– Den Däiwel ass dobaussen, Engele sinn Am Infield
Instigatin’ a riot, then aimin’ it at your windshield
– Maacht en Opstand an zielt dann op är Windschutz
It ain’t right, nigga, what’s you gon’ fight or is you gon’ sit still?
– Et ass net richteg, Nigger, wat wëllt dir kämpfen oder wëllt dir roueg sëtzen?
I’m sayin’, like, we share the same plight, that’s why we in here
– Ech soen datt mir déiselwecht Schwieregkeet deelen, dofir si mir hei
They tipped the scale, if there’s a way, then there’s a will
– Dir hutt D ‘ Skala gekippt, wann et E Wee gëtt, da gëtt et E Wëllen
Usin’ words, doin’ (Work), movin’ weights just like Adele
– Wierder benotzen, schaffen, gewiichter beweegen, sou wéi Adele
Far cry from bugs in cereal boxes on the shelves
– Wäit ewech Vu Käfer a Getreidekëschten Op De Regaler
Now I order escargot on the plate, “It’s a fuckin’ snail?”
– Elo bestellen ech Schleeken Op Der Plack, “Et ass e verdammte Schleek?”
Ya Emma Stone behind the microphone, comparisons pale
– Ya Emma Stone hanner Dem Mikrofon, Vergläicher bleech
It’s been a long time comin’, I swear, but let’s be clear
– Et war scho laang, ech schwieren, awer loosst eis kloer sinn
Niggas know I been killin’ this shit for years
– Niggas wëssen datt ech dëse Schäiss Zënter Joeren ëmbruecht hunn
Just took a fuckin’ ceiling challenge to show I’m above my peers, be serious (Be fuckin’ for real)
– Ech hunn just eng verdammt Plafongsfuerderung ugeholl fir ze weisen datt ech iwwer mäi Kolleg sinn, sief eescht (Sief wierklech verdammt)
Dear Lord, there’s tears in my eyes, I know
– Léif Här, ech Hunn Tréinen An Den Aen, ech weess
That tomorrow will bring sunny skies
– Datt muer e sonnegen Himmel kënnt
And I will look back and smile
– An ech wäert zréckkucken a laachen
‘Cause it’s just a moment in time
– Well et ass just Ee Moment An Der Zäit
It’s just a moment in time
– Et ass just Ee Moment An Der Zäit
And trouble could stay for a while
– An Ierger kéint Eng Zäit laang bleiwen
It’s just a moment
– Et ass just Ee Moment
(Although I can see it, I know and believe thi-i—)
– (Och wann ech et ka gesinn, weess ech a gleewen dat-ech—)
In the name of JJ Fish on Candler
– Am Numm VUM JJ Fësch op Käerzen
I’ma at least pop ten bottles, at least (Woo)
– Ech sinn op d ‘mannst zéng Fläschen Pop, op d’ mannst (Woo)
This that ’03 mix
– Rendez-vous as e mëttwoch den 03
Get my dick sucked by the Eiffel, nigga
– Et gëtt Kee gott awer allah an de muhammad ass De messenger vum allah.
Three months at the Ritz
– Dräi Méint Am Ritz
Uh, look
– Eh, kuck mol
Look into the light from a dark place
– Kuckt an D Liicht vun enger donkeler Plaz
Had plans, told God, He laughed at my face
– Hat Pläng, Sot Gott, Hie laacht a Mäi Gesiicht
I’m an idiot thinkin’ that we were safe
– Ech sinn En Idiot dee mengt datt mir Sécher Wieren
Now they outside waitin’ with sawed-offs off safety
– Elo waart dir dobausse mat ofgeschniddene Hecken
I saw it all, I’m the one catch fades like Ja’Marr Chase
– Ech hunn alles gesinn, ech sinn Deen Eenzege Fang dee verschwënnt Wéi Jo ‘ Marr Chase
Paul Walker playin’ chicken, it’s a car race
– De Paul Walker spillt Poulet, et ass Eng Autoscourse
Nigga, you ain’t ready to crash (Hahaha)
– Nigga, dir sidd net prett Fir Ze Crashen (Hahaha)
Ludacris laugh, I’m stickin’ to it, can’t nobody stop me
– Ludacris laachen, ech bleiwen drun, ka kee mech stoppen
I’m top five, pop the Glock two times and I be top three
– Ech sinn ënner den éischte fënnef, dréckt de Glock zweemol an ech sinn ënner den éischten dräi
And I don’t know the Fibonacci sequence
– An ech weess net D ‘ Fibonacci Episod
Put the numbers together and somethin’ gotta make sense
– Setzt D ‘ Zuelen zesummen an Eppes muss Sënn Maachen
Put some dents in this bitch, make a footprint
– Maacht e Puer Dents an dës Bitch, maacht E Foussofdrock
This ain’t The Blueprint, nigga, this the blackprint
– Dëst ass net De Blueprint, Nigger, dëst Ass De Schwaarzen Drock
I’ll let the K pop, no BLACKPINK
– ECH pop De K kee BLACKPINK
Hood nigga, good sense, no bullshittin’
– No néng méint huet den Islamesche Staat (is) mossul verluer.
Atlanta nigga livin’ like the president
– Atlanta nigga lieft wéi De President
All my niggas presidential inauguration, no Nixon, no Reagan
– All meng niggas Presidentschaftswalen, keen Nixon, kee Reagan
New stick, just a beast, no nation under God
– Neie Stack, nëmmen En Déier, keng Natioun ënner Gott
Indivisible with liberty, that’s just for the squad
– Ondeelbar Mat Fräiheet, dëst ass nëmme fir De Kader
Red dogs walk around the park and them apartments
– Rout Hënn trëppelen duerch De Park a Si Appartementer
‘Til us depart, they can’t even tell us apart
– Bis mir fortfueren, kënnen se eis net emol auserneen soen
Description, that nigga was dark, it was dark (He definitely was Black)
– Beschreiwung, dësen Nigger war donkel, et war donkel (hie war definitiv schwaarz)
Fuck, I find a spark
– Schäiss, ech fannen e Spark
Picked up the pen just to write some remarks
– Huet de Bic geholl just fir E puer Bemierkungen ze schreiwen
The wrongs, ugliest songs from the heart
– Déi falsch, ellenste Lidder Vum Häerz
Whole bunch of bars, no holds barred
– Eng ganz Rei Vu Baren, net Tabuen
Don’t hold back, nigga, show those scars
– Halt iech net zréck, Nigger, weisen dës Narben
Bro go loco, woah, that’s harsh (Your shit sucks)
– So hu mir probéiert eis eege vëloen ze entwerfen.
Christo, Childish, true Mozart
– Christo, kannerech, Richtege Mozart
I know more money, the problems could start
– Ech weess Méi Suen, D ‘ Problemer kéinten Ufänken
Most that I’ve had, so I’m not so smart
– Déi meescht vun deem wat ech hat, also sinn ech net sou schlau
Thinkin’ back to bein’ a lil’ badass kid
– Denkt drun e klengt schlecht Kand ze sinn
JID and friends just playin’ Mario Kart
– JID a Seng Frënn spillen Elo Mario Kart
Lookin’ at my big brother baggin’ that mid
– Kuckt mäi grousse Brudder deen An Der Mëtt stécht
And movin’ ’round the city like Lewis & Clark
– A wéi De Lewis & clark duerch D ‘ Stad zéien
Hop out the car, turn ‘to Carl Lewis
– Ee Fir Autoen, Wéi De Carl Lewis ausgeet
If you caught that bar, you understand why I do this
– Wann dir dës Bar gefaang hutt, verstitt dir firwat ech dat maachen
You don’t know me, if you ain’t knew me when I was lil’ Route
– Dir kennt mech net wann dir mech net kennt wann ech op der klenger Streck war
A lil’ piece of rhyme truth came out one of my mucus
– E klengt Stéck Reimwourecht koum aus engem Vu menge Schläim
And now that Slime free, you can see it’s still stupid
– An elo wou De Schläim fräi ass, kënnt dir gesinn datt et nach ëmmer domm ass
Everybody fried, niggas outside ruthless
– All frittéiert, niggas dobausse récklos
Tryna stand out in a crowd amongst fools
– Tryna ënnerscheet sech an Enger Masse ënner Narren
And it’s cool, but it’s not about you right now
– An et ass cool, awer et geet elo net ëm iech
We ain’t the fuckin’ same at all
– Mir si guer net gläich
We ain’t the fuckin’ same (Ugly shit, nigga, we ain’t the fuckin’ same)
– Mir sinn net déi verdammt déiselwecht (Ellent Schäiss, Nigger, mir sinn net déi verdammt gläich)
Ah, bum-ass niggas (Grrt)
– Da Ginn Ech Bei Hien, Bei Den Zänndokter.
Smack you on Sunday mornin’, nigga (Mm)
– Schlo Dech E Sonndeg De Moien, Nigger (Mm)
On your way to church, nigga
– Um Wee Fir An D ‘ Kierch, Nigger
Make sure you get there on time
– Gitt sécher datt dir pünktlech dohinner kënnt
