Translation of the song lyrics Moja Stvar - Rasta

Moja Stvar (original)

I ja sam kô klinac napustio školu, batalio klupu
Hteo svoj dinar, tad imô sam petnaest, nastupô u klubu
I mama je rekla «Slaba je vajda», ništa od mene
Dok jednog dana na sto nisam bacio evre
I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođen
Sećam se, nekad živeo sam u tri’es' kvadrata
I znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođe
Vidi me sada, luksuzna gajba u centru grada
A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna
Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love
Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e
I ulice su moje
A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna
Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love
Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e
I ulice su moje
A ja sam dole već jednom izgubio sve svoje
A to su, kažu mi, posledice rata
I tad su me poslali moji gde, znali su, biće mi mnogo bolje
Zvao sam mamu stalno da pitam kako je tata
A ja, klinac kô klinac, tad lutao gradom i gledao ljude
Nisam imô za kartu, al' šofer me pusti da uđem i sednem
I danas kad imam, veruj mi, dao bi' kol’ko mu treba
Jer danas se uvek setim dok vozim svoj džip mercedes
I hvala Bogu, nisam bogat rođen
Sećam se, nekad snimao sam u deset kvadrata
I znao sam da jednom sve na svoje dođe
Vidi me sada, novi studio na dva sprata
A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna
Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love
Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e
I ulice su moje
A vidim, svako smeće bi da zna
Koga to viđam, s kim spavam i da l' imam love
Ali sve je samo moja stvar, je-e
I ulice su moje

(translation)

As a kid, I dropped out of school and dropped out of school
He wanted his dinar, when I was fifteen, he performed at the club
And my mother said, "It's weak, nothing from me."
Until one day I threw euros at the table
And thank God, I was not born rich
I remember, I used to live in three squares
And I knew that once everything came to its own
Look at me now, a luxury crate downtown
And I see, every piece of garbage would know
Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money
But it's all just my thing, yeah
And the streets are mine
And I see, every piece of garbage would know
Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money
But it's all just my thing, yeah
And the streets are mine
And I've lost all of mine down there once
And those, they tell me, are the consequences of the war
And then mine sent me where, they knew, I would be much better
I kept calling my mom to ask how my dad was
And I, a kid like a kid, then wandered around the city and watched people
I didn't have a ticket, but the driver let me in and sat down
Even today, when I have it, believe me, I would give as much as I need
Because today I always remember while driving my jeep jeep
And thank God, I was not born rich
I remember, I used to shoot in ten squares
And I knew that once everything came to its own
See me now, new studio on two floors
And I see, every piece of garbage would know
Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money
But it's all just my thing, yeah
And the streets are mine
And I see, every piece of garbage would know
Who do I see, who do I sleep with and do I have money
But it's all just my thing, yeah
And the streets are mine