LD - Attitude [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Check the fucking stats nigga whole team swagged up
Hatin' niggas looking at us thinking that they mad bruh
Probably got that style that you wishin' that you had huh?
Strike a flame to ya name still couldn't match us

Going crazy on the beat, I'm a fucking savage
Damaging flows nigga you know I fucking ravage
Fucking every beat hell guessing I'm a ho
Her mouth on green light boy steady on the go

Drop cold ass lyrics precipitate like snow
LD can fucking rap boy say it ain't so
Got that teacher mentality, I'm quick to check a nigga
I'm the gun you the target and I'm bout' to pull the trigga

Pockets on garbage, filthy fucking rich
I'm fucking wit a talent I ain't even knew exist
I'm sick in my mind thats why I spit the illest of shit
These others niggas robbin' they commence in stealing the shit

Make way LD comin' with that new sound
Thinking this a game nigga? I ain't fucking playin' round'
Bury that shit you call music deep in the ground
Six feet deep like that Grave Diggaz sound

Hang my name on the song lynch that shit
Cut the beat so deep you gotta stitch that shit
Hmmm...do you niggas smell that stench?
Its these rotten' ass rappers make my fucking stomach clench

I'm tired of these niggas not taking me serious
I'm furious, enough to make a nigga go delirious
I'm curious, look at me, what do you see?
Is it a broke down nigga or a rapper to be?

I'm simply complicated...you could never understand
This fucking rap shit wasn't never in my plans
Yeen' gotta like my music yeen' gotta be my friend
But if respect isn't given I'll get it on demand

My flow like virgin pussy boy that mean that shit tight
And this my first time rappin' that ironic shit right?
Will I make it as a rapper shit I just might
So sit back and take notes while LD take flight

Too many niggas out here trying get a fuckin' deal
How people gon' listen when you don't keep it real?
I understand you hungry and you trying to get a meal
But keep it original bruh, yeen gotta fucking steal

Way back when people actually spoke the truth
Spit the realest illest shit when they hit the booth
Too ill wit' it, thats why they was asylum
Real albums come out and the fans don't buy em?

...it's contradictory
Real shit come bullshit they still listening
Falling for the lies, they trippin' see
The game like a puzzle only piece missin' me

Say fuck my past wit a big black dick
Leave no trace yea I own that clit
I said I fucked my past, and nut in my present
And wit a little suture I produced my future

It feels so right man it can't be wrong
LIke J. Cole said it won't be long
Just killed the song, I think that bitch dying
So shhhhhh....give the beat a moment of silence...

*Instrumental plays*