Description
Producer: Vanotek
Composer: Chirinciuc Ion
Lyricist: Chirinciuc Ion
Arranger: Vanotek
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey!
Uh.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
Uh, yeah.
Wake up, same grind, same fight , chasing that dream 'til the middle of the night.
Clock keep ticking, bills don't sleep , you hustle for the money, but the pain runs deep.
People talk loud, but they don't make moves , flash fake chains, but they don't pay dues.
I keep my head low, but my vision's tight, 'cause nothing ever changes if you don't get right. It ain't like that. It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
Street lights hum while the city don't rest, everybody wanna flex, nobody wanna test.
They scroll through life like it's all pretend, but the real ones know where the story ends.
I came from the ground, no silver chain, everything I got came from pain.
You can fake the look, you can fake the stats, but truth don't bend, and it ain't. . . It ain't like that. It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap. It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that.
You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
Life's no joke, it'll break your plans.
So I fight with sweat, not empty hands.
They want fame, want peace of mind , real gold's what you leave behind.
It ain't like that. You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back.
Yeah.
English translation
Hey!
Uh.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
Uh, yeah.
Wake up, same grind, same fight , chasing that dream 'til the middle of the night.
Clock keep ticking, bills don't sleep , you hustle for the money, but the pain runs deep.
People talk loud, but they don't make moves , flash fake chains, but they don't pay dues.
I keep my head low, but my vision's tight, 'cause nothing ever changes if you don't get right. It ain't like that. It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
Street lights hum while the city don't rest, everybody wanna flex, nobody wanna test.
They scroll through life like it's all pretend, but the real ones know where the story ends.
I came from the ground, no silver chain, everything I got came from pain.
You can fake the look, you can fake the stats, but truth don't bend, and it ain't. . . It ain't like that. It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap. It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that.
You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
Life's no joke, it'll break your plans.
So I fight with sweat, not empty hands.
They want fame, want peace of mind , real gold's what you leave behind.
It ain't like that. You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back. Yeah.
It ain't like that.
You talk big dreams, better back that rap.
It ain't like that, nah, it ain't like that. You want the crown? You better fight right back.
Yeah.