J. Pinder - Three Words [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Now picture this: you met a chick
You didn’t know her name so you first called her 'bitch'
Around the homies when the case brought up
Overtime that soon changed up
Started at the club, then it became a date
First a burger and some fries, it became a steak
Started to see her more, get to know her face
You achieved, her intrigued, time to take the cake
You was hitting it, you was kicking it
On a daily basis, y'all are now aces

[Hook]
Can't front, I kinda kinda like her
Don't say I'm sprung and if I were
With my past we wouldn't get too far
Never got strong enough to spit three words
(Spit three words?), spit three words
These three words will get you hurt

Uh, so I'm just playing a game, we ain't ever really safe
I feel it my soul but won't say it to your face
Might write it in a rhyme, might spit it in a verse
I appreciate your time for what it's really worth

[Verse 2]
Now get this: emotions run deep
While you run deep
Tryna be grown, you got young feet
Something said "don't commit
Get caught in the pumpfake while going for the pitch
It's life though, drive slow
Even your mama says it's not time to wife, those
Going with your heart
10 times out of 10, it'll contradict your smarts
A couple months down the line
A few feuds later
You seeing warning signs
So close your eyes, and picture this:
All the fights, long nights, wouldn't stress so much if they didn't exist
You started saying the "L" word
Now you're ready to bail, but you're too scared to tell her
You explain to the other girl
She understands and suggests you hotel her
"And it can be our little secret;
It can last forever as long as you keep it."

[Hook]
Can't front, I kinda kinda like her
Don't say I'm sprung and if I were
With my past we wouldn't get too far
Never got strong enough to spit three words
(Spit three words?), spit three words
These three words will get you hurt

Uh, so I'm just playing a game, we ain't ever really safe
I feel it my soul but won't say it to your face
Might write it in a rhyme, might spit it in a verse
I appreciate your time for what it's really worth

[Outro]
A woman's intuitions
She ain't heard a thing, emotions get to twitching
Shit... I am bout the same
It's not the time or place, we're standing in a kitchen
She posted by the good knives
The smile on my face is nothing I could hide
She says "I could lie"
As bad as I been, I wanna be a good guy
I get to talking, she gets to walking
Says goodbye
Expression on her face says she could die
Only says three words: "how could I?"
Damn. Why would I?
Man