Don Scott - The Wild [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Don Scott]

These Pockets was never Knotty
Double Negative Probably
But being broke as a joke had niggas out catching bodies
Banging became they hobby
Dice would roll in the lobby
With regret they cut their checks right out to their baby mommies
How I'm supposed to stay faithful in a room full of adulterous vultures
They hunt us down like poachers trying to get to know us uh
Out here in the wild with the worst of my fears
With my Sunday best on cuz its church out here

Man see I'm just tryna live better uh
Maybe Scott could grow up get him a Coretta ha
Treat me like King man probably live forever
If I don't best believe the eulogy is something clever
So I hope up on the Jackie Rob
Church Ave to Winthrop
Take it to the last stop
Tryna get my shit to pop
Its coming whether you're ready
The 40's pour for the many
Who stayed stacking their pennies
But barely made it to 20... Scott

Pusha Man don't sleep and slow feet don't eat
And ya that grass ain't always greener in the jungle of concrete
Streets is watching knockin the shit that you rockin
Coppin a fifth with the coffin never monogamous options poppin
But Jesus wept the willow
Left this earth without a widow
I'm just tryna do the same
Change the game
Die the Hero
Animals just chasing and racing out for the thrown
That's why I'm blinded by the lights of the city I call home

[Outro Jay Ivy]

Get up I get down
Get up I get down
Get up I get
Get up I get 2x