Dollar Dr. Dream
pink siifu Lyrics
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Yuh
Yuh
Outside like summer city, dope boy fresh, they like "Leave if you go by the block"
Take time but we gon' learn these crops
Footsteps you couldn't step in my socks, but all here still rapping
Queen get the money still stacking
You screaming "Exactly, pull over lil daddy" like I told Trina
Keep it wavy like we made it through trees
On the block in my white tee with (?) tape blastin'
Cleaning the Gat (?)
Don't test me, we flashing
We hit the smoke for the sex, you like a section through traffic
Me and my folks, we reflected
(?)
Them cold chills, cold summers
Night hunting sun always
Point out my demons, not far away
Up close I see they face, we shake hands in the hallway
Pray before grace, extending fate
Can't hide a mirror, I flip the pack
Bought gold teeth now I need a mural, we looking back
Gleam scene, shout outs my schemes
Hustle nigga, I'm bout the bag on your head
Boutta dream, know what I mean?
Dollar and a-wait
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a dream
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a, whoa
Yo
(?)
Just keep me posted for the signal, imma play the fold
Like my suitcase full of magazines, no Playboy's though
Hood merchandising, only choose the fights and the others can catch the dice
And kill 'em with rice if that's up the pricing
No more advising, niggas (?) you hoe
Flipped the mattress turn-coast and we gon' fuck 'em 'til they all broke (nigga)
And a dream, dollar and a dream
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a dream
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a dream
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a dream
Word word nigga
The lyrics of "Morph's Interlude" by Pink Siifu and Fly Anakin touch on various themes and experiences. The opening line, "Will you ignorant niggas please shut the hell up?" can be seen as a call for silence and introspection, asking people to stop talking and listen. The artists then paint a picture of their surroundings, describing the city like a summertime atmosphere and showcasing their fresh style. They mention learning from their past mistakes and the paths they have taken, suggesting that they have experienced a different journey compared to others who might not understand their perspective.
References to money and hustling are scattered throughout the lyrics, highlighting the artists' determination to make their way in the world. The line "Queen get the money still stacking" suggests the importance of financial stability and empowerment. There is also a mention of a romantic interest ("Little jawn with the Nina"), showcasing a playful and flirtatious interaction.
The artists delve into the complexities of their lives, mentioning demons and facing their fears up close. The line "Up close I see they face, we shake hands in the hallway" implies a deep understanding of their own vices and struggles. The lyrics also convey a sense of reflection and growth, praying before grace and extending fate.
Overall, "Morph's Interlude" explores themes of personal experiences, growth, financial aspirations, and the desire for understanding and introspection amid a fluctuating urban landscape.
Line by Line Meaning
Will you ignorant niggas please shut the hell up?
Could you please refrain from speaking, you ignorant individuals?
Yuh
Yes
Outside like summer city, dope boy fresh, they like 'Leave if you go by the block'
I'm out in the city, fresh like a drug dealer, and people are telling me to leave the area
Take time but we gon' learn these crops
We may need time, but we'll figure out how to succeed
Footsteps you couldn't step in my socks, but all here still rapping
You can't walk in my shoes, but I'm still here making music
Queen get the money still stacking
As a powerful woman, I continue to accumulate wealth
Little jawn with the Nina
My young girl carries a gun
You screaming 'Exactly, pull over lil daddy' like I told Trina
You're yelling out 'That's right,' as if you have power, but it's irrelevant
Keep it wavy like we made it through trees
We maintain a relaxed and smooth attitude as if we've overcome obstacles
On the block in my white tee with (?) tape blastin'
I'm on the street wearing a plain white t-shirt, with music blasting from the cassette
Cleaning the Gat (?)
Preparing and maintaining my gun
Don't test me, we flashing
Don't challenge me, we'll retaliate forcefully
We hit the smoke for the sex, you like a section through traffic
We smoke marijuana to enhance the experience, while you're just moving through life mechanically
Me and my folks, we reflected
My friends and I take time to evaluate ourselves
(?)
This line is unclear and its meaning is ambiguous
Them cold chills, cold summers
Experiencing both uncomfortable moments and uneventful periods in life
Night hunting sun always
In the darkness, I'm seeking success
Point out my demons, not far away
Identify my personal struggles, they're not distant
Up close I see they face, we shake hands in the hallway
I confront my demons directly and make peace with them
Pray before grace, extending fate
I offer prayers for guidance and amplify my future
Can't hide a mirror, I flip the pack
You can't disguise the truth, I change my situation
Bought gold teeth now I need a mural, we looking back
After acquiring wealth, I desire to be commemorated, reflecting on the past
Gleam scene, shout outs my schemes
I radiate confidence and acknowledge my plans
Hustle nigga, I'm bout the bag on your head
I'm focused on making money, with a target on your head
Boutta dream, know what I mean?
About to achieve my aspirations, you understand?
Dollar and a-wait
I'm willing to wait for the money
Dollar and a dream, dollar and a dream
Limited funds, but abundant aspirations
Yo
Hey
(?)
This line is uncertain or unintelligible
Just keep me posted for the signal, imma play the fold
Keep me informed, I'll adapt to the situation
Like my suitcase full of magazines, no Playboy's though
My suitcase is filled with magazines, but not of the adult variety
Hood merchandising, only choose the fights and the others can catch the dice
I engage in street business, selectively participating in conflicts while others take risks
And kill 'em with rice if that's up the pricing
If it's profitable, we'll handle any situation confidently
No more advising, niggas (?) you hoe
I won't provide guidance anymore, you're acting foolish
Flipped the mattress turn-coast and we gon' fuck 'em 'til they all broke (nigga)
We changed our tactics completely, and we'll exploit them until they're financially ruined
Word word nigga
Agreed, understood
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Frank Walton, Livingston Matthews, Rueben Miller
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