Danpagne - So Soulful [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Danpagne]

Still I'm so soulful
In a world that I got no hope for
Man, It's real in the field
Black or white, that's our people getting killed
Whether it's the drugs or the fucking pigs
I can't watch the news, it makes me fucking sick
Can't you see the media tryna put us against eachother?
White black latino I don't care we brothers
You must be blind to believe it's a racial thing
What you see on tv, that's what they make you think
Straight like that, they don't wanna see us come together
They rather us kill eachother, sell drugs for cheddar
And get caught in the system under pressure
I rather die 'bout mine than to think I was gon' surrender
I don't got time for bitches, all they do is gon' stress ya
And my old bitch with a new man that can't love her better
Talk about under pressure, people looting, people shooting
Thinking should I keep a gun in the drawer or on the dresser?
Anything can happen, you should keep that shit in arms reach
Matter fact, i think I should keep that shit on me
People killing for Js and SnapBacks from Don C
Meanwhile, I'm at Barneys shopping for Givenchy
So I got used to the "look over my shoulder" life
I roll a dice, you can't relate to this if you don't know the price
Yea I plan to save the game, and Ima overwrite
On any name before me cuz I ain't heard shit, to me ya'll just over-hyped
They too busy educating kids how to pour a double cup
I was one of them, that shit'll have you nothing but fucking stuck
A roller coaster ride that I forgot to buckle up
I don't know if I walked the tight rope or played Double Dutch
I'm still hustling though, if you asked me I woulda answered back "hustle what?"
You know That "If you need it, I got it" shit
I dabbled with pills but Maryjane was my bottom bitch
16 selling to single moms and college kids
Take you on a field trip to this real shit
Now it's proving 'em wrong worth more than a meal tick
Cuz it'd be priceless seeing those faces real sick
Elders tried to regulate me, I ain't hear shit
I said fuck em cuz someone said sky's the limit
And I broke thru the ceiling
Take my 2 cents, new friends create loose ends
Ill just take a few Ms, and let me paint the coupe red, and always give you that soulful shit