J-Lamo - Listen (Believe Me) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Believe me, you need me, High definition I'm blowing on 3D
Ya too slow, 3G, My life a movie bro, DVD

[Interlude 1]
That shit was kinda weak but we gon get into it though

[1st Verse]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up bro, fuck you boys been talkin' bout?
You ain't making no sense bro, I'on know what you talkin' bout
You ain't talkin my language, you ain't talkin my language
Lil mama call me papi I can't even speak no Spainish, I mean Spanish, Dammit
Tat my name, if its real, gon'n get it branded
I'm a fool with these words, they don't even understand it
And yo girl say I'm the man, so I told her I was mannish
I ain't giving hand-outs, Im'a leave you empty handed
Cuz ain't nothing in life for free, these silly rabbits even paying for the pussy
I am not a rookie, this ain't new to me, I just do my thang
Keep on getting better, haters over-look me
Boy my brakes was broken I will not stop
And the windows foggy because we hot-boxed
Another car bar, make hoes drop-top, fuck recognition Bitch I want the top spot. (Yop)
Pops told me show out, you gotta be the best
Mentally you couldn't tell me anything less
Sometimes I look up to the Lord and tell him that I'm stressed
Life ain't perfect, I ain't tripping I know that I'm blessed
You gon love me later yall just see me when I'm stressed
And I gotta make it big yall gon see me in a Jet
I am Mil-Town's finest yall can see me in the flesh
This that hall of fame flow yall can see me with the vets

[Interlude 2]
Niggas don't know what the fuck I've been going through man

[Verse 2]
Life is crazy ain't it? Gotta learn to play the game
People wanna drive they don't wanna stay up in a lane
My life ain't sunny all I see is Thunderstorms and rain
Crazy how the ones I love seem to bring the most pain
So roll up let ganja circulate my brain
Family found out I was smoking now I guess they all ashamed
I'm not a kid anymore so accept the change
Besides I'm focused on a dream let me do my thang
I've been depressed, yall dont know the shit I'm going through
Paranoia from my brother's death, what I'm supposed to do?
They try to tell me move on, it ain't sweet
I can't move when his killer's still chillin in the streets
Hope a nigga catch him slipping while he chilling in his sleep
Man I ain't a villain I just keep it real as you can see
Small town, can I learn to make a milli in these streets?
I'm that real-deal-Mil nigga killin on these beats
R.I.P. my nigga Relly

[Interlude 3]
Crazy shit too though, My mama just texted me and told me I'm starting to look different n shit dawg. That shit was crazy

[Outro]
Dear Mama (x3)
On my Grandma I'ma go and get it
Don't even listen to my words but you gon feel it
I came too far to give up I ain't never quitting
Besides I school these young boys better pay attention. Listen!