J Cole - A Tale of 2 Citiez (polskie tłumaczenie) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich
Look at me my n*gga
Fantasize about a white picket fence
With some trees my n*gga
Used to want a Pathfinder with some tints
That's all I need my n*gga
Throw some 20's on that b*tch and get it rinsed
But now I see my n*gga
That the world's a lot bigger ever since
Picked up the paper and they say my n*gga Eddie caught a body, I'm convinced
Anybody is a killer, all you gotta do is push 'em to the limits
f*ck being timid in the Civic politicin' with the pushers and the pimps
I'm tryna write a story, can I get a glimpse? Yeah can I get a glimpse?

[Hook 1]
Last night I had a bad dream
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?
They robbin' n*ggas on the daily
Can you blame a n*gga that ain't never had things?
(What's the value of a thing?)
Guess not, last night they pulled up on my n*gga at the light like
Ugh, nice watch, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Bridge]
Small town n*gga Hollywood dreams
I know that everything that glitters ain't gold
I know the sh*t ain't always good as it seems
But tell me till you get it how could you know?
How could you know? How could you know?

[Verse 2]
Listen up I'm about to go and get rich
f*ck with me my n*gga
We gon' circle round the Ville and hit a lick
Cop some tree my n*gga
And some powder, bag it up and make it flip
You gon' see my n*gga
One day we gon' graduate and cop a brick
And thats the key my n*gga
Listen up I'm bout to go and get rich
Stand back and watch if you want to n*gga
Me I want my pockets fat, a badder b*tch
Tired of seein' n*ggas flaunt, I wanna flaunt too n*gga
Watch some rollers in the f*ckin' Crown Vic
Tryna lock a n*gga up, thats what they won't do n*gga
Wanna know a funny thing about this sh*t?
Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you n*gga

[Hook 2]
Last night I had a bad dream
That I was trapped in this city
Then I asked is that really such a bad thing?
I look around like do you wanna be another n*gga, that ain't never had things?
(What's the value of a thing?)
Guess not, last night we pulled up on a n*gga at the light like
(You know what the f*ck it is n*gga ,run that sh*t!)
Uh, nice watch, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
Hands in the air now, hands in the air
[Outro]
Father forgive me for my childish ways
I look outside and all the clouds are gray
I need your hands to take me miles away
Your wish is my command, my command, my command
But before you go I've got to warn you now
Whatever goes up surely must come down
And you'll get your piece, but know peace won't be found
So why just take me man, take me man, take me man
Your wish is my command, my command, my command