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Genius English Translations - Szpaku Chmury English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
I look at the clouds, what has changed here, man?
Lil Yachty on the speakers, I've got a Polish joint in my hand
We keep wandering like those clouds over the city
A couple of guys here with me, we're entering the rap game

[Verse 1]
Hood on my head, I'm going for what's mine, nigga (nigga)
No fit-life, I looked like Biggie (Biggie)
My trousers were too big, they always laughed at me
Bald head, a different world, I felt invincible
Back then, I had no cash at all at that time
Today there's a bit of rustle in the pocket, but It's never enough
Homie has a CMAZ on his arm, I fly with him on the street
And if you ask, where the rap is, then look for us in the hood (ee)
I do what I want, you will not set me to any limits
It's simple for me - old talk and then I scream my puss
No Mr Lova, Lova, but a boy from the hood
White like coke, yo, Nike sign, not Hugo Boss
I have barely started and everyone is asking me about an album already
Give me some more time yo, let's be serious
They say I fucked up my life because I didn't go to college
But today I'm flying like the cloud that I just inhaled

[Chorus]
Bwoy, I had a mission here to stay myself (myself)
No ambitions, I didn't want to live like a robot (robot)
In a world of insanity, we get money from music
The times will come, whiskey, pineapple and these soft drugs (drugs)
Bwoy, I had a mission here to stay myself (myself)
No ambitions, I didn't want to live like a robot (robot)
In a world of insanity, we get money from music
The times will come, whiskey, pineapple and these soft drugs (drugs)
[Verse 2]
How many years has it been since Stefa been gone?
I still remember those times, talked to her about problems
Homie, rest in peace to those above the clouds
I believe there will be times when we'll talk once again yeah
I roll stuff in a paper, I don't feel like a junkie
But the state is chasing us for that, what is this butt hurt?
My life - work, home, work, home
If I was making dough from music, I'd throw away the job(oh)
Call me "Young Simba", that's how I feel
I'm a young cat that got raised by rap
I'm from here where the guys are still saving their cash for Ghana
And they also save for new Nikes, I live like that myself, it's not from mom
We have nothing, only she believes in us
That we will make all our dreams come true, we will earn a lot of money
And again on a cloud somewhere above the block
Young Szpaku from the city of gibbons and beautiful women

[Chorus]
Bwoy, I had a mission here to stay myself (myself)
No ambitions, I didn't want to live like a robot (robot)
In a world of insanity, we get money from music
The times will come, whiskey, pineapple and these soft drugs (drugs)
Bwoy, I had a mission here to stay myself (myself)
No ambitions, I didn't want to live like a robot (robot)
In a world of insanity, we get money from music
The times will come, whiskey, pineapple and these soft drugs (drugs)
[Outro]
Bwoy, I had a mission here to stay myself (myself)
No ambition, I didn't want to live like a robot (robot)
In a world of insanity, we get money from music
The time will come, whiskey, pineapple and these soft drugs (drugs)