Robert Ray - Been off In It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
I been off in it for a minute...yea...

[Verse 1]
I been off in it for a minute
Boys been plotting against me since the beginning
I just pray they don't kill me til I been winning
Young niggas live, old folks call it sinning
I been waiting for a bitch nigga to check me
Can't eat, cause she don't get paid til next week
Out here trying to make a million off my next beat
But pretty women already trying to sex me
Neck please, real niggas steady showing love
Riding wit my young nigga just to meet his plug
He's a little white boy from the suburbs
So won't nobody even think he be selling drugs
Just cause a nigga sing dont mean he soft tho
I pray for niggas that even try to provoke me
I think they mad because they girl love my high notes
And she sees Im everything that they won't be
OG, slowly trying to make a lane
I ain't really hearing much of what these niggas saying
But if I hear them talking sweet through the grapevine
Then Ima have to show these boys it ain't play time
I ain't lying, always telling me she love me
I fucking hate it when she say that
Cause how the fuck could you love me
When it take you 5 days just to text back
Fuck that, getting paid 7.25
Beg a man making racks for a fucking raise
I understand that Im still out here getting paid
But I can't help feeling like a fucking slave
Boys be saying they, crush dimes and bust nines
When they touchdown my nigga
I be like, fuck lying in punchlines
When its crunch time my nigga

[Hook/bridge]
Nah, nah, nah

[Verse 2]
Better not stop that, pop that
Baby where yo top at, drop that
See me bout to rock that, they cop that
Cop cat, but Im not mad, I got cash
And baby girl got back, and if she's real she can see
Ain't another nigga in the game like me
Can't another nigga do his thang like me
Fuck around and get a bad bitch brain like me
Whatcha mean, lil nigga this is real life
So we don't really give a fuck bout what you feel like
I done said Im the best in my weight class
And fake rappers steady proving that im still right
Why my ex girl acting like I still care?
There's a reason for you wishing I was still there
But Im a young ass nigga on the grind
So for you and your shit I ain't really got time
Got damn, cold blooded ass nigga from the south
Chilling wit some boys got 250 for an ounce
Got some boys Getting A's tryna go a different route
Either way it goes we buying mama a house
Either way it goes we never letting her go
And thats the reason why we ain't never loving a ho
And she praying satan ain't never taking my soul
But I know, that my boys, ain't never breaking the code
Dont worry bout it, it's my job to make sure you heard bout it
Niggas buy a house just to slang birds out it
They be all up in the lane that I drive
So I cut it all off and make a fuck nigga swerve out it
Name a nigga get down like this
Swear to god niggas tryna sound like this
Fuck around take a nigga crown like this
Fuck around make em bow down real quick

I be like damn my palms been itching homie yea yea
Probably why your ex girl been wishing for me yea yea
Damn...