B-Staz - Sentiment [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by The Passion HiFi]

[Verse 1: B-Staz]
403, born and raised
On the cul-de-sac spending most of my days
It went by like a daze comin' back to me now
My biggest problem is the town that I praised
Feeling invisible like my name's Hunter Hayes
So what I'm out of the suburbs
Now I gotta be stubborn
I gotta ditch my first love and the roof I was under
I feel that's the problem with Hip Hop now
Gotta be somewhere big in order to be allowed to make the cash and dollars
Being strapped and torn and forced like you got a collar
And people are fake, they tell you they care
But they be like camouflage when you're forced with despair
But shoutout to my boy Biggie
When I was broke down on the side of the road, he was there to pick me up
And every time I faced a downward spiral
So he'll be with me if I go viral
Cause reppin' the 4, I'm about to blossom
I guess this rap is just a microcosm, of life in general
Sometimes you gotta refrain from being sensible
Pop in this tape cause it's impeccable
A small town kid with big time dreams
From a town without even a real sports team

[Hook: Natalie Holland]
Let it out, burn it down
People come and go but you know
Remember those who helped you make it to the top
It don't matter where you came from when your feet are on solid ground
Cause it's all going to come around
And we won't ever stop there
May not be gold at the end of the road
So what will you have to show at the end of the day?
What kind of life are you living?

[Verse 2: B-Staz]
A friend once told me, you'll live 70 years, 80 if you're lucky
And what does it matter if you don't live for something
So just be happy and skip the calamity
Live with no restrictions
Cause truth is stranger then fiction
So from that day on I decided just to enjoy the ride
And till' the day that I die I'm gunna feel alive
Cause if you ask me about my biggest fear
I'll look you dead in the eyes, sad by sincere
And say I don't wanna wake up and realize I missed out on what could've been
And I guess that's why I'm in the booth spitting this shit right here
So from a city known for cows, horses and a stampede
Imma take this power invested in me
And make a guarantee that I'll keep my foot on the pedal
And stay lit if you think you have skills
Fuck off I'll never admit cause imma be stubborn
And if you come at me
You'll discover the wrath of this short white dude from the suburbs
Yo Nat hit me