Away From Home – Drake: traduzione e testo

Drake – Away From Home: traduzione e testo canzone

Away From Home è una canzone di Drake contenuta nell’album For All the Dogs.

Di seguito trovate il testo e la traduzione della canzone:

testo

(I-I-I-)
Ayy, what?
It’s so, is it real?
Yeah, ayy

Give a fuck if they remember
I was in the cold, windows froze, I was sleepin’ in the whip tryna get a fucking grip
I remember
Didn’t have no hoes tryna go, all these rappers lil’ broed me, fuck, fuck
Fuck ‘em, I remember
Way before they had a fuckin’ DM, I was whippin’ in the Ac’ like that shit was European
I remember
I remember drivin’ Holland Tunnel for a label meetin’, thinkin’ ‘bout more cake than a funnel
I remember
Now these niggas don’t remember
I know Neeks remember, I know Jay remember, Chubbs’ll make them boys remember
Dead broke, splittin’ pennies with my members
Fuck a spread, we was splittin’ chicken tenders (I-I-I-)
‘Member I was sleepin’ in the basement, watchin’ Tigger in the basement, I was tryna get a placement
I remember
Days in the East with the bros, watchin’ Tristan and Devoe while they runnin’ up the score
I remember
TT was headed to the league, I was sleepin’ up at Metalworks tryna plant a seed
I remember
Rollin’ through the city, gettin’ beats, always peepin’ out the streets ‘cause I was beefin’ with the bleeks
I remember
I was tryna get a portion, tryna make a fortune
B-Town with Candy, I’m tryna be her boyfriend
3 AM at Y2, runnin’ off endorphins
Start adoptin’ my brothers’ beefs like a orphan
I was still on Rose when it’s pourin’ and stormin’
This shit is not rewardin’, I do not feel important
I wanna see some scratch from the shit that I’m recordin’
In Memphis smokin’ Blacks, tryna act like I enjoy them
A Maurice François Girbaud what I’m sportin’
And Mos Def gave me like a rap for performin’
Crib I got now make me think of when I had to put some money on a mortgage

This don’t feel like home anymore
It’s just wall, doors, and floors
That only I can afford
Remember when it used to mean more, mean more
I got money in the top drawer
That ain’t much, but we not poor
You’re mine and I’m yours
Like a broke couple, we don’t wanna court, for sure

I remember pullin’ up at TAO, seein’ Quincy Jones, nigga talkin’ to me like he proud
I remember
I remember Mike designed the owl, then he sued the fucking guys, and he duckin’ until now
I remember
‘Member Reesie stayin’ at the house, then she left me for my dog like she never took the vow
I remember
My cousin Ryan fronted me a pound and I couldn’t even flip it, had to bring it back around
I remember
I remember printin’ up our T-shirts with Kyle, we in love with the same girl, beefin’ like a cow
I would pick them shits up, nigga wouldn’t even smile
Nigga better crack a smile ‘fore we do a nigga foul
To keep it real, I wasn’t really gangster ‘til now
I was livin’ on a cloud, I was quiet as a mouse
I was in the club gettin’ lost in the crowd
Wasn’t doin’ what I wanted to, I do what was allowed
I remember fightin’ over Monica with Jason
I remember only knowin’ Andre and Jason
I remember buyin’ all the iceberg from Jason
That’s three different Jasons, my life like The Matrix
Even got on 106 & Park with replacement
My mama was my manager, my uncle was my agent
Dr. Dre’ll send a nigga home, that took patience
Four GRAMMY’s to my name, a hundred nominations
Esperanza Spalding was gettin’ all the praises
I’m tryna keep it humble, I’m tryna keep it gracious
Who give a fuck Michelle Obama put you on a playlist?
Then we never hear from you again like you was taken
Who the CEO of Universal? They mistaken
‘Cause Google sayin’ Lucian, but that just doesn’t make sense
Who fillin’ up the piggy bank? Who bringin’ home the bacon?
This shit don’t come on vinyl, I’m still record-breakin’
How could I forget? How could I forget?
I was on a Greyhound way before the jet
Buffalo, New York was like the furthest I could get
At the Walden Galleria tryna make the money stretch
Student Price Card and a Yorkdale connect
Whole time, Courtne Smith was keepin’ me in check
Try and find an inch of the city I ain’t stepped in
If it’s war, I’ll lay my life down for the set then

(I-I-I-)
Ayy, what?
It’s so, is it real?
Yeah, ayy

Give a fuck if they remember
I was in the cold, windows froze, I was sleepin’ in the whip tryna get a fucking grip
I remember
Didn’t have no hoes tryna go, all these rappers lil’ broed me, fuck, fuck
Fuck ‘em, I remember
Way before they had a fuckin’ DM, I was whippin’ in the Ac’ like that shit was European
I remember
I remember drivin’ Holland Tunnel for a label meetin’, thinkin’ ‘bout more cake than a funnel
I remember
Now these niggas don’t remember
I know Neeks remember, I know Jay remember, Chubbs’ll make them boys remember
Dead broke, splittin’ pennies with my members
Fuck a spread, we was splittin’ chicken tenders (I-I-I-)
‘Member I was sleepin’ in the basement, watchin’ Tigger in the basement, I was tryna get a placement
I remember
Days in the East with the bros, watchin’ Tristan and Devoe while they runnin’ up the score
I remember
TT was headed to the league, I was sleepin’ up at Metalworks tryna plant a seed
I remember
Rollin’ through the city, gettin’ beats, always peepin’ out the streets ‘cause I was beefin’ with the bleeks
I remember
I was tryna get a portion, tryna make a fortune
B-Town with Candy, I’m tryna be her boyfriend
3 AM at Y2, runnin’ off endorphins
Start adoptin’ my brothers’ beefs like a orphan
I was still on Rose when it’s pourin’ and stormin’
This shit is not rewardin’, I do not feel important
I wanna see some scratch from the shit that I’m recordin’
In Memphis smokin’ Blacks, tryna act like I enjoy them
A Maurice François Girbaud what I’m sportin’
And Mos Def gave me like a rap for performin’
Crib I got now make me think of when I had to put some money on a mortgage

This don’t feel like home anymore
It’s just wall, doors, and floors
That only I can afford
Remember when it used to mean more, mean more
I got money in the top drawer
That ain’t much, but we not poor
You’re mine and I’m yours
Like a broke couple, we don’t wanna court, for sure

I remember pullin’ up at TAO, seein’ Quincy Jones, nigga talkin’ to me like he proud
I remember
I remember Mike designed the owl, then he sued the fucking guys, and he duckin’ until now
I remember
‘Member Reesie stayin’ at the house, then she left me for my dog like she never took the vow
I remember
My cousin Ryan fronted me a pound and I couldn’t even flip it, had to bring it back around
I remember
I remember printin’ up our T-shirts with Kyle, we in love with the same girl, beefin’ like a cow
I would pick them shits up, nigga wouldn’t even smile
Nigga better crack a smile ‘fore we do a nigga foul
To keep it real, I wasn’t really gangster ‘til now
I was livin’ on a cloud, I was quiet as a mouse
I was in the club gettin’ lost in the crowd
Wasn’t doin’ what I wanted to, I do what was allowed
I remember fightin’ over Monica with Jason
I remember only knowin’ Andre and Jason
I remember buyin’ all the iceberg from Jason
That’s three different Jasons, my life like The Matrix
Even got on 106 & Park with replacement
My mama was my manager, my uncle was my agent
Dr. Dre’ll send a nigga home, that took patience
Four GRAMMY’s to my name, a hundred nominations
Esperanza Spalding was gettin’ all the praises
I’m tryna keep it humble, I’m tryna keep it gracious
Who give a fuck Michelle Obama put you on a playlist?
Then we never hear from you again like you was taken
Who the CEO of Universal? They mistaken
‘Cause Google sayin’ Lucian, but that just doesn’t make sense
Who fillin’ up the piggy bank? Who bringin’ home the bacon?
This shit don’t come on vinyl, I’m still record-breakin’
How could I forget? How could I forget?
I was on a Greyhound way before the jet
Buffalo, New York was like the furthest I could get
At the Walden Galleria tryna make the money stretch
Student Price Card and a Yorkdale connect
Whole time, Courtne Smith was keepin’ me in check
Try and find an inch of the city I ain’t stepped in
If it’s war, I’ll lay my life down for the set then

Yeah
And I put that shit on Mads and that nigga was my best friend
Yeah
And I put that shit on Johnny Bling, that nigga was my best friend
Right
And I put that shit on Richard, that nigga was my best friend
Ayy, yeah
Broke his right hand, still took a fight with his left hand
I remember
I remember
Yeah
I-I-

traduzione

(I-I-I-)
Ehi, cosa?
È così, è reale?
Sì, sì

Se ne frega se si ricordano
Ero al freddo, le finestre ghiacciate, stavo dormendo nella frusta cercando di riprendermi
mi ricordo
Non c’erano puttane che provassero ad andarsene, tutti questi rapper mi hanno preso in giro, cazzo, cazzo
Fanculo, ricordo
Molto prima che avessero un cazzo di DM, stavo frustando nell’AC come se quella merda fosse europea
mi ricordo
Ricordo di aver guidato l’Holland Tunnel per un incontro con un’etichetta, pensando più a una torta che a un imbuto
mi ricordo
Ora questi negri non ricordano
So che Neeks ricorda, so che Jay ricorda, Chubbs farà ricordare a quei ragazzi
Morto al verde, divido i soldi con i miei membri
Fanculo, stavamo dividendo le offerte di pollo (I-I-I-)
“Membro, stavo dormendo nel seminterrato, guardavo Tigro nel seminterrato, stavo cercando di ottenere un tirocinio
mi ricordo
Giorni in Oriente con i fratelli, guardando Tristan e Devoe mentre correvano il punteggio
mi ricordo
Il TT era diretto al campionato, stavo dormendo alla Metalworks cercando di piantare un seme
mi ricordo
Girando per la città, ascoltando ritmi, sbirciando sempre dalle strade perché litigavo con i bleeks
mi ricordo
Stavo cercando di prenderne una porzione, cercando di fare fortuna
B-Town con Candy, sto cercando di essere il suo ragazzo
3 del mattino a Y2, a corto di endorfine
Inizia ad adottare i bovini dei miei fratelli come un orfano
Ero ancora su Rose quando pioveva e pioveva
Questa merda non è gratificante, non mi sento importante
Voglio vedere qualche graffio dalla merda che sto registrando
A Memphis, fumando neri, cerco di comportarmi come se mi piacessero
A Maurice François Girbaud quello che sto sfoggiando
E Mos Def mi ha insultato per essermi esibito
La culla che ho ricevuto adesso mi fa pensare a quando ho dovuto mettere dei soldi sul mutuo

Non mi sento più a casa
Sono solo muri, porte e pavimenti
Questo solo io posso permettermelo
Ricorda quando significava di più, significa di più
Ho dei soldi nel primo cassetto
Non è molto, ma non siamo poveri
Tu sei mio e io sono tuo
Come una coppia al verde, di sicuro non vogliamo andare in tribunale

Ricordo di essermi fermato al TAO, di aver visto Quincy Jones, il negro che mi parlava come se fosse orgoglioso
mi ricordo
Ricordo che Mike ha disegnato il gufo, poi ha fatto causa a quei maledetti ragazzi, e fino ad ora si è tirato indietro
mi ricordo
“Il membro Reesie resta a casa, poi mi ha lasciato per il mio cane come se non avesse mai fatto il voto.”
mi ricordo
Mio cugino Ryan mi ha pagato una sterlina e non sono riuscito nemmeno a girarlo, ho dovuto riportarlo indietro
mi ricordo
Ricordo di aver stampato le nostre magliette con Kyle, eravamo innamorati della stessa ragazza, ci arrabbiavamo come una mucca
Raccoglierei quelle merde, il negro non sorriderebbe nemmeno
È meglio che i negri facciano un sorriso prima di commettere un fallo da negri
Per essere sincero, fino ad ora non ero un vero gangster
Vivevo su una nuvola, ero silenzioso come un topo
Ero nel club e mi perdevo tra la folla
Non stavo facendo quello che volevo, faccio quello che mi era permesso
Ricordo di aver litigato per Monica con Jason
Ricordo di aver conosciuto solo Andre e Jason
Ricordo di aver comprato tutto l’iceberg da Jason
Sono tre Jason diversi, la mia vita è come Matrix
Sono anche salito sulla 106 & Park con la sostituzione
Mia mamma era la mia manager, mio zio era il mio agente
Il dottor Dre manderà un negro a casa, ci è voluta pazienza
Quattro GRAMMY a mio nome, cento nomination
Esperanza Spalding stava ricevendo tutti gli elogi
Sto cercando di mantenerlo umile, sto cercando di mantenerlo gentile
Chi se ne frega di Michelle Obama che ti ha messo in una playlist?
Quindi non avremo mai più tue notizie, come se fossi stato preso
Chi è l’amministratore delegato della Universal? Si sono sbagliati
Perché Google dice “Lucian”, ma non ha senso
Chi riempie il salvadanaio? Chi porta a casa la pancetta?
Questa merda non arriva su vinile, sto ancora battendo i record
Come potrei dimenticare? Come potrei dimenticare?
Ero su un Greyhound molto prima del jet
Buffalo, New York, era il posto più lontano che potessi raggiungere
Alla Walden Galleria cerco di allungare i soldi
Student Price Card e Yorkdale Connect
Per tutto il tempo Courtne Smith mi teneva sotto controllo
Prova a trovare un centimetro della città in cui non sono entrato
Se sarà una guerra, allora darò la mia vita per il set

Sì
E ho messo quella merda su Mads e quel negro era il mio migliore amico
Sì
E ho messo quella merda su Johnny Bling, quel negro era il mio migliore amico
Giusto
E ho dato quella merda a Richard, quel negro era il mio migliore amico
Ehi, sì
Si è rotto la mano destra, ha comunque litigato con la mano sinistra
mi ricordo
mi ricordo
Sì
Io-io-