Lyrics of Rolex - Keed, OG Eastbull, Super Ed

Rolex (original)

Mama mi-a zis sa nu am incredere in nimeni si doar sa
Trag pentru mine si atat ca toti vor tot dar nimeni nu vrea sa imparta
Eu n-am vrut sa cred asa ceva, n-am crezut ca poate exista
Atata pasiune pentru fictiune, minciuna si ura in cineva
Am zis ca nu ma las-las, nu m-am convins pana nu m-am ars- ars
Inc-odata, inc-odata, inc-odata, pot sa jur ca se facuse coada
Da dar, vezi tu, asta-mi trebuia, trebuia s-o simt pe pielea mea
Si acum aici cu Satra, mai zi ceva
Daca nu facem banii, nu ma deranja daca nu e vorba de lovea
Nu ma face fericit pe mine, pe ai mei sau pe familia mea
Nu ma face mai bun ca om, artist sau lider in echipa mea
Tarfo, nu pierde timpul, tarfo, nu pierde timpul
Si nu ma suna doar cand ti-e gol frigiderul
Si nu insista cand vezi ca-ti resping apelul
Mai lasa vrajeala si zaharelul
Ca pupatu-n cur si excesul de zel nu iti intaresc caracterul
Si cand iti raspund la telefon, te rog, coite
Zi-mi direct ce doresti, nu o lua pe ocolite
Cine pula mea te vezi, ma?
A?
Si unde pula mea te crezi, ma?
A?
Timpul inseamna bani asa ca: Tarfo, nu pierde timpul
Coaie, nu ma deranja cand ma vezi ca-mi iau Lavazza
Nu vorbesti de lovea deci n-avem ce discuta
Uite-te la mine, sunt print in cartier, smecher
Camasa mea Ralph Lauren, miroase a Jean Paul Gaultier
Fac banii de pe telefon, de-un Mercedes Benz
Sunt golan de nota 10, d-asta pizda ta ma iubeste
Timpul meu costa o gramada la fel ca marfa boliviana
Ridic 100 de kile, am piept de gorile
Asculta, copile, vrei sa fii ca mine
Regula de baza: incredere in nimeni
Oh nu, nu, nu pierde timpul, frate
Daca nu facem banii, nu ma deranja daca nu e vorba de lovea
Nu ma face fericit pe mine, pe ai mei sau pe familia mea
Nu ma face mai bun ca om, artist sau lider in echipa mea
Tarfo, nu pierde timpul, tarfo, nu pierde timpul
Si nu ma suna doar cand ti-e gol frigiderul (Alo? Ce faci, Keedule?)
Si nu insista cand vezi ca-ti resping apelul (Da, frate, clar)
Mai lasa vrajeala si zaharelul
Ca pupatu-n cur si excesul de zel nu iti intaresc caracterul (Nu pierdem timpul
daca nu-i vorba de bani)
Si cand iti raspund la telefon, te rog, coite (Stie fratioru ce zici)
Zi-mi direct ce doresti, nu o lua pe ocolite
Cine pula mea te vezi, ma?
A?
Si unde pula mea te crezi, ma?
A?
Timpul inseamna bani asa ca: Tarfo, nu-mi pierde timpul
Ne bagam pula in astia, lasa-i sa vorbeasca.
Lasa-i pe hateri sa-si faca treaba,
noi ne facem banii, ne vedem de pula noastra.
Asa, frumos, ai grija de tine.
Te pupa fratele.
SKRRT

(translation)

My mother told me not to trust anyone and only to
I shoot for myself and everyone wants everything but no one wants to share
I didn't want to believe something like that, I didn't think it could exist
So much passion for fiction, lies and hatred in someone
I said I won't give up, I didn't convince myself until I got burned
Once, once, once again, I can swear that there was a queue
Yes, but, you see, this is what I needed, I needed to feel it on my skin
And now here with Satra, say something else
If we don't make the money, I don't mind if it's not about hitting
It doesn't make me, my people, or my family happy
It doesn't make me better as a person, artist or leader in my team
Motherfucker, don't waste your time, motherfucker, don't waste your time
And don't just call me when your fridge is empty
And don't insist when you see that I reject your call
Leave the spell and the sugar
As a kiss in the ass and excess zeal do not strengthen your character
And when I answer your phone, please, wait
Tell me directly what you want, don't take sides
Who the fuck are you, ma?
Huh?
And where the hell do you think you are, ma?
Huh?
Time means money so: Tarfo, don't waste time
Coai, don't mind when you see me taking my Lavazza
You don't talk about love, so we have nothing to discuss
Look at me, I'm a prince in the neighborhood, a trickster
My Ralph Lauren shirt, it smells like Jean Paul Gaultier
I make the money from the phone, from a Mercedes Benz
I'm a grade 10 naked, that's why your pussy loves me
My time costs a lot like Bolivian goods
I lift 100 kilos, I have gorilla chest
Listen, baby, you want to be like me
Basic rule: trust no one
Oh no, no, don't waste your time, bro
If we don't make the money, I don't mind if it's not about hitting
It doesn't make me, my people, or my family happy
It doesn't make me better as a person, artist or leader in my team
Motherfucker, don't waste your time, motherfucker, don't waste your time
And don't just call me when your fridge is empty (Hello? What are you doing, Keedule?)
And don't insist when you see me rejecting your call (Yeah bro, sure)
Leave the spell and the sugar
As kissing in the ass and excess of zeal do not strengthen your character (We don't waste time
if it's not about money)
And when I answer your phone, please, bro (You know what you're talking about, brother)
Tell me directly what you want, don't take sides
Who the fuck are you, ma?
Huh?
And where the hell do you think you are, ma?
Huh?
Time means money so: Tarfo, don't waste my time
We stick our dick in them, let them talk.
Let the haters do their thing,
we make our money, we see our dick.
So, beautiful, take care of yourself.
I was kissing you brother.
SKRRT