Videoclip
Rica
Smokin’ trees, I’m ridin’ ’round, come to my side of town
– Mi ta huma palu, mi ta kana rònt, nan ta mira mi banda di e stat
Lately, it’s been goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’ down
– Últimamente, e tabata bai, bai, bai, bai, baha
Come see how heavy it get, I done seen way too much stress as a jit
– Nan ta mira kon pisá e ta bira, mi a mira muchu strès manera un jit
Death in this section was present, we preppin’ for war, so we feel like we better equipped
– Morto den e sekshon aki tabata presente, nos a prepará pa guera, p’esei nos a sinti ku nos ta mihó ekipá
Brodie got demons he keep to his self, probably won’t ever know, ’cause he never gon’ snitch
– Brodie tin demoño ku e ta warda pa su mes, probablemente nunka e lo sa, pasobra nunka e lo keda denunsia
Hella resentment from lettin’ it sit, I say, “I got him,” I’m never gon’ miss
– Hella resentimento di laga e sinti, mi ta bisa, “mi tin e, ” Nunca lo mi perde
I done put way too much prep into this, back on your bumper how I’m wreckin’ this bitch
– Mi a pone muchu preparashon den esaki, bèk den bo parachoques kon mi ta destrukshoná e kachó aki
I keep on talkin’ ’bout healin’ that’s never gon’ happen, you know that I’m steppin’ on shit
– Mi ta sigui papia di kura esei nunka lo sosodé, bo sa ku mi ta pisando kos
I say the feelin’ I get from me killin’ a rapper just show me that Heaven exist
– Mi ta bisa ku e sintimentu ku mi tin di mata un rapero ta djis mustra mi Ku Shelu ta eksistí
Shootin’ ’til ain’t nothin’ left in the clip, shootin’ ’til I get respect in this bitch
– Tirando te ora nada keda den e clip, tirando te ora e haya respet den e kachó aki
I might just go get a Tec in this bitch, I might just go at the ref in this bitch
– Mi por bai buska Un Tec den e kachó aki, mi por bai e árbitro den e kachó aki
Guessing you think this shit new to me, huh? Guess you ain’t know what’s fuelin’ me, huh?
– Mi ta kere ku bo ta kere ku e kos aki ta nobo pa mi, eh? Mi ta kere ku bo no sa kiko ta alimentá mi, eh?
I just had enemies shoot at me, tell me, just what could this industry do to me, huh?
– Mi tabatin solamente enemigunan ku tabata tira riba mi, bisa mi, kiko e industria aki por a hasi mi, eh?
Helpin’ the hood and the homies and plus the community think that it’s two of me, huh?
– Yuda e barrio y amigonan y tambe e comunidad pensa cu nos ta dos di mi, eh?
Know where I go when it’s over, I run out of gas, they gon’ say that they through with me, huh? Aw, shit
– Bo sa unda mi ta bai ora mi kaba, mi ta keda sin gasolin, nan ta bisa ku nan a kaba ku mi, eh? Aw, merda
When all this shit gon’ get better? Bitches just fuckin’ whoever
– Ki ora tur e kosnan aki lo mehorá? Kachó simplemente ta f * * * * ken ku ta
Nigga just sayin’ whatever, niggas’ gon’ fold under pressure, honestly I ain’t no better
– Nigga solamente bisando tur kos, niggas ‘gon’ lo retira bou di presion, honestamente mi no ta mihó
I had to hop out the hole and got cold as a shoulder, I turned my emotion into sweater
– Mi mester a bula for di e buraco i mi a keda friu manera un skouder, mi a kambia mi emoshon den sweater
I had to garner the power to work on my soul, I ain’t tryna be broken forever
– Mi mester a reuní poder pa traha den mi alma, mi no ta purba kibra mi mes pa semper
I see the smoke, and start runnin’ into it, shawty you losin’ is so therapeutic
– Mi ta mira e huma, I Mi Ta kuminsá kore bai serka Dje, Shawty, pèrdè bo ta asina terapéutiko
I kinda think that you want it to happen, got put in a corner, you forced me to do it
– Mi ta kere ku bo ke pa esaki sosodé, nan a pone mi den un kurá, bo a obligá mi pa hasié
You gotta tell me that bein’ a rapper is hangin’ with rappers, and I ain’t into it
– Bo mester bisa mi ku ta rapero ta pasando tempu ku rapero, i mi no ta gusta esei.
I’m with the shit, and I’m ready to prove it, waitin’ on Marshall to say I can do it
– Mi ta ku e kos di bèrdat, i mi ta kla pa demostr’é, sperando ku Marshall lo bisa ku mi por hasié.
This shit goin’ down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—
– E kos aki ta baha, baha, baha, baha, baha, dow-dow-dow-dow—
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si mi keda sin fuel, lo mi no hasié
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Ki demoño nan lo hasi si mi no hasié?
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Bo a keda sin fuel? (Abao, abou, abou, abou, dow-dow-dow—dow -)
That scares the fuck out of you (Look)
– Esei ta spanta bo hopi (Mira)
I was slept on and left for dead
– Mi a drumi i nan a konsiderá mi morto
Sweat, wept, and bled for a game that barely kept me fed
– Sudé, mi a yora i sangra pa un wega ku apenas a tene mi alimentá
Ain’t want the fame, just a spec of cred
– Mi no ke fama, solamente un muestra di kredibilidat
Nowadays I take a check instead
– Awe mi ta tuma un chèk na su lugá
The pen been steps ahead
– E pluma a bai un paso dilanti
If you mention him, them boys wet the bed
– Si bo menshoná esaki, e hóbennan aki ta bisti nan kama.
Get on a track with GRIP and get knocked out like yo’ daddy did
– Subi un pista cu GRIP y dal bo mes manera mi a haci ‘ daddy
Whatever Deebo said to Craig, we can go head to head
– Kico Cu Deebo a bisa Craig, nos por enfrenta cara a cara.
Niggas play hard on the app
– Negronan ta hunga duro den e app
At they mama crib hatin’ on bars in a rap
– Den nan mama cuna odiando e baranan den un rap
From niggas that still starve in the trap
– Di niggas ku ainda ta muri di hamber den e trampa
Clap back and it’s, “GRIP, you’re takin’ it too far, just relax”
– E ta aplaudi i bisa: “HAGA, bo ta hib’é muchu leu, djis relahá”.
These words I discard on the wax
– Mi ta deskargá e palabranan aki den cera
Shit deeper than the cars and the racks
– Mierda mas profundo ku e outo i e rack
The fashion and gas, so when a star interacts
– Moda i gas, pues ora un strea ta interkambia
Got the soul of a field nigga with scars on his back
– Mi tin alma di un negro di campo cu cicatrices riba su lomba
So pardon me if part of me feel a itch to click
– P’esei pordoná mi si un parti di mi ta sinti gana di klik
Pitch a fit, blitz a bitch, split ya shit
– Lansa un atake, bombardea un kachó, dividi ya mierda
GRIP in the kitchen with instant grits
– GRIP den kushina ku semola instantáneo
Flick the wrist, they wish he’d miss, he’s six for six
– Move e muhé, nan lo ke pa e faya, e ta seis pa seis
Go back through the discog’
– E ta bolbe via discog’
It’s obvious I’m the godliest, yeah, I’m sonnin’ y’all
– Ta obvio cu mi ta e mas divino, si, Mi Ta Sonnin ‘ y’all
I took the summer off
– Mi a tuma mi zomer liber
Just to let them get they mumbles off about blocks that they ain’t spun at all
– Solamente pa laga nan sali, nan ta murmurá riba blokinan ku no a bira en absoluto.
The uninvolved underdog
– E desvalido no envolví
Summoned from a drunken slumber to pummel y’all, but they don’t wanna brawl
– Convocado for di un soño borracho pa dal nan tur, pero nan no kier bringa
This shit ain’t even fun no more
– E kos di bèrdat aki no ta ni un kos di goso mas
I mean, don’t nobody wanna come outside
– Mi ke men, niun hende no ke sali
They like, “You should do a song with so and so
– Nan ta gusta, ” Bo Mester traha un kantika ku fulano di tal
Or maybe such and such,” this shit done, I tried
– Of kisas tal i tal kos, ” E kos aki a ser traha, mi a purba
They must not got it in their arsenal or metacarpal
– Nan no mester tin esaki den nan arsenal of metacarpiano
To pick the pen up and out-ink the man
– Pa lanta e pluma i inká e hòmber
Hm, but then again I’m partial
– Hm, pero atrobe mi ta partial
It really took Marshall just for me to get a feature? Damn
– E ta Realmente A tuma Marshall pa e por a haña un funshon? Maldicion
I know rap’s what I started with
– Mi sa ku rap ta loke mi a kuminsá kuné
But when your target market’s lethargic to the bars you spit
– Pero ora bo mercado di meta ta letargico dilanti e baranan cu bo ta spuit
It’s harder to put your heart in it
– Ta mas difísil pa pone bo kurason den dje
But come too far to quit, now I’m on to guitars and shit
– Pero mi a yega demasiado leu pa renuncia, awor mi ta riba guitarra y mierda
So don’t find it jarrin’ if I switch the whole style up
– Pues no haña e ta molesta si mi kambia tur e estilo
Want the old GRIP? Go get the old album
– Bo ke E GRIP bieu? Bai buska e album bieu
Any genre, same outcome
– Tur género, mes resultado
I’m on that bitch with a stick like Malcolm
– Mi ta den e kachó ei ku Un palo Manera Malcolm
Buck, buck, buck, buck
– Dollar, dollar, dollar, dollar
Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
– Buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck-buck
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si mi keda sin fuel, lo mi no hasié
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Ki demoño nan lo hasi si mi no hasié?
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Bo a keda sin fuel? (Abao, abou, abou, abou, dow-dow-dow—dow -)
That scares the fuck out of you
– Esei ta spanta bo hopi
I was up to my waist in debt, better yet, face and neck, tryna chase a check
– E tabata den debe te na cintura, mihó ainda, kara i kara, tratando di sigui un chèk
Sweat, labor for minimal as wages get, just tryna get me a dub like a blank cassette (Yeah)
– Sudor, trabou por lo ménos segun ku salario ta oumentá, solamente purba di haña un doblahe manera un kasete blanku
I worked for peanuts ’til the day I met Dre and that gave me a little raise in net
– Mi a traha Pa Peanuts te dia ku Mi a topa Dre i esei a duna mi un poko oumento neto
Now nothing is close to disgusting as what I grossed, so this must mean what I wrote makes me the
– Awor nada ta asina desagradabel manera loke a disgusta mi, pues esaki mester nifiká ku loke mi a skirbi ta hasi mi e
Illest rapper there is, was, or ever will be
– E rapero mas malo cu tin, tabata of lo tin
That’s the real reason I still squeeze and I fill these bars with so much vitriol
– Esey ta e berdadero motibo pakico ainda mi ta comprimi y yena e baranan aki cu tanto vitriol
These voices in my head convince me, I bet that Ted Kaczynski’ll feel me
– E bosnan aki den mi kabes ta convense mi, mi ta kere Ku Ted Kaczynski lo sinti mi
‘Cause I serial-kill beats like Israel Keyes
– Pasobra mi ta mata ritmonan serial manera Israel Keyes
My peripheral sees everything, you was POVs to rap G-O-D
– Mi periférico ta mira tur kos, bo tabata dispuesto pa rap Dios
From Little Caesars to filled arenas, I made it big, word to Lil’ Cease
– For Di Little Caesars te stadionnan yen, mi a hasi’é grandi, mi a bis’é Na Lil ‘ Cease
“Fuel” remix, so who’ll be picked next, who’s name gonna be next up?
– Remix di ” Fuel”, pues, ken lo ser skohé despues, ken lo ta e nòmber despues?
Notorious B.I.G.’s death was the domino effects of 2Pac’s murder
– E morto Di Notorious B. I. G. tabata E efecto domino di e asesinato di 2Pac
Like facial tissue, whose clock should I clean next? Puff’s?
– Manera e paña di kara, ken mester limpia e reloj despues? Puf?mi ta bai?
‘Til he’s in police handcuffs, guilty, will he step up?
– Te ora e ta ser man na man pa polis, kulpabel, e lo bai un paso dilanti?
Like gee, never turned himself in, who knows all the murders they’ll pin
– Manera caramba, nunka el a entregá su mes, kende sa tur e asesinato ku nan lo indiká
On me, next they’ll prepare for me to not choose none of my words carefully
– Den mi, despues nan lo prepará pa mi no skohe niun di mi palabranan ku kuidou.
I’ve been comparable to Ivan The Terrible, I’ll take a paraplegic
– Mi tabata komparabel ku Ivan E Teribel, lo mi keda paralizá.
And I’ll slam his wheelchair on the cement at physical therapy treatment
– I lo mi bati su stul di rol kontra e simènt den tratamentu di fisioterapia
Then laugh hysterically, these wimps are like Slim’s hair when he bleached it
– Despues e ta hari histéricamente, e débilnan aki ta Manera E kabei di Slim ora E a bira koló.
Y’all need to lighten up, I give a fuck, I don’t care in the least bit
– Tur hende mester ta lihé, mi no ta importá un kara, mi no ta importá den e mínimo.
Kiss every square inch of my white rear end, I guarantee
– Sunchi kada sentimetro kuadra di mi tras blanku, mi ta garantisá bo
That my elevator’s stuck somewhere between two levels emcees won’t ever see
– Mi elevador ta pega den un lugar entre dos nivel cu e maestronan di ceremonia nunca lo mira
I spit bars so barbarically, a fuckin’ parakeet wouldn’t dare repeat
– Mi ta spuit baranan asina barbaramente ku un parakeet maldito lo no a atrevé su mes pa ripiti
I’ll never be runnin’ out of steam or kerosene
– Mi no ta keda sin vapor ni keroseno
If I run out of fuel, I won’t
– Si mi keda sin fuel, lo mi no hasié
What the fuck y’all gon’ do if I don’t
– Ki demoño nan lo hasi si mi no hasié?
Run out of fuel? (Down, down, down, down, dow-dow-dow-dow—)
– Bo a keda sin fuel? (Abao, abou, abou, abou, dow-dow-dow—dow -)
That scares the fuck out of you
– Esei ta spanta bo hopi
