Текст и перевод песни Ant Wan - Livsstil

Livsstil

Springer aldrig mannen Ant Wan han är boss
Skickar ingen tar med tabben på en cross
Hon suger av mig i hotellet hon går loss
Jag håller inte håret hon har tofs
När jag bazz glömmer alla mina sår
Jag tar bitchen till Chanel och Dior
Hon säger hon vill rida till din låt
När jag kommer du får gå
Det mer än en K i min traphouse
Jag hänger ba′ med Gs ingen back down
Jag alltid varit en G det min background
[?] fuck dat sound
Alla mina bröder bär en nina
Mannen, hela livet vi har krigat
Ville bli som Maradona blev en dealer
Hon ville inte suga hon fick rida
We broke the door we shoot the ops
We are the source we make the blogs
Min baba sa min son fuck the cops
Inga val vi gjorde rån skicka rocks
Jag bygger som jag sitter på ett plane
Hubert ner till tårna, Philipp Plein
Jag la diamanter på min chain
Pengarna har alltid varit main
Ingen love baby jag har pain
Jag får henne att falla jag har game
Hon bjöd mig på show, hon gav mig en blow
Innan hon gav mig ett name
Sen jag va ung jag har flous i min tanke
Min kedja så tung jag får ont i min nacke
Igår jag va nada, idag jag ba' pratar
Min broder idag det är miljoner i banken
För det är min livsstil
En gun i min bil
I studion hon frågar "Vad dricker du baby?"
Det är hostmedicin
Det finns inte många som oss
Det här är vad vi ville bli
Vi ville bli Gs
We broke the door we shoot the ops
We are the source we make the blogs
Min baba sa min son fuck the cops
Inga val vi gjorde rån skicka rocks
We broke the door we shoot the ops
We are the source we make the blogs
Min baba sa min son fuck the cops
Inga val vi gjorde rån skicka rocks

Lifestyle

I'm the boss, Ant Wan, I never run
No one sends me, I take the trap on a dirt bike
She blows me in the hotel, she goes crazy
I don't hold her hair, she has a ponytail
When I get high, I forget all my wounds
I take the bitch to Chanel and Dior
She says she wants to ride to your song
When I come, you can go
There's more than a K in my trap house
I only hang out with G's, no backing down
I've always been a G, that's my background
[?] fuck that sound
All my brothers carry a nina
Man, we've been fighting all our lives
I wanted to be like Maradona, I became a dealer
She didn't want to blow, she had to ride
We broke the door, we shoot the cops
We are the source, we make the blogs
My father said, "My son, fuck the cops"
No choice, we robbed, send rocks
I'm building like I'm on a plane
Hubert down to my toes, Philipp Plein
I put diamonds on my chain
Money has always been the main thing
No love, baby, I'm in pain
I make her fall, I have game
She invited me to the show, she gave me a blow
Before she gave me a name
Ever since I was young, I've had dough on my mind
My chain is so heavy, my neck hurts
Yesterday I was nothing, today I'm just talking
My brother today, there are millions in the bank
Because it's my lifestyle
A gun in my car
In the studio she asks, "What are you drinking, baby?"
It's cough syrup
There aren't many like us
This is what we wanted to be
We wanted to be G's
We broke the door, we shoot the cops
We are the source, we make the blogs
My father said, "My son, fuck the cops"
No choice, we robbed, send rocks
We broke the door, we shoot the cops
We are the source, we make the blogs
My father said, "My son, fuck the cops"
No choice, we robbed, send rocks