Russiani - Closure [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Closing time, closing time, yeah
Closing time, closing time, yeah

[Verse]
Quarter to 10, I think it's time to shut down shop
Been going hard, 500 days nigga nonstop
To any nigga in the tri-state with a paintbrush
Bow down and pay homage, you need to thank Russ
You know I paint and I rap, so I could cross sides
They tried to keep me at the line, I'm jumping offsides
Ain't waiting for the hike, nigga ima go and get him
Refs throwing flags, Quarterback don't know what hit him
That's how I'm feeling in my situation with the music
I start killing and in due time they'll fuck with the movement
Blind side, ain't see it coming but you feel my ora
6'5" with a presence bigger than Michael Oher
2012 Tee Tee ask if I was rapping
I could rhyme but at the time, hooping was my passion
Year later met Gia and I'm fucking with fashion
But that ain't last, dismissed her ass cause she a distraction
Wait I'm getting distracted, back to the action
My exes turn to models like that's the way back to me
That just shows me that they're way too attached to me
Telling their friends that they'd never come back to me
Liking pics by mistake, way too attached to me

*phone call from ex*

My brother'll beat yo ass, my brother Stacy
Hope you catch whiplash from trying to play me
Member how they used to fade me
And now they gotta pay me
It's Y-K-E, nigga

*interrupted again*

[Verse 2]
Niggas approach me at the high school games
Wondering if I remember high school names
Y-yeah
I know by now they think I changed but
Same nigga, new swag, new haircut
They like you ain't shit nigga, we rode the same bus
Only difference you the first nigga that came up
But you ain't put nobody on, you lame as fuck
All the shit you did nigga, you done changed up
I'm like hold up wait a minute, my car ain't even tinted
Paint chipping and I still whip that bitch like it was rented
I had money and spent it
I was the same nigga wit it



[Outro]
New girls make me nervous, damn they're so deceiving
Say they're good girls but with another nigga every weekend
Hitting up my mans on the low, damn she creeping
She fuck my mans, I fuck her friends, now we all even
Painter with flows like waves, damn he a visionary
Get caught slipping, lose your girl, find her in missionary
Art Lord, Art Lord said it twice
You still ain't hear me?
The name mean I got art on lock, now you should feel me
Lord of the art, Lord of the world, Lord of the rings
Talking shit we lace em up, ima loiter the team
YKE over it all, I'm the Lord of the team
Passing queens like aux cords, we the Lords of the teams
If that's your lady I feel bad cause she's very friendly
You should see all of the freaky shit that she be sending
This was back when I thought I was in love with Cindy
Now I'm just ducking the fuck you messages that she sends me
I know I fucked up girl, but how did we become this
You would go out and point your finger
Cause you knew I would fund it
Back when I flushed 20Gs and I had to budget
Ata ask rent from me, she was on some fuck shit
And her nigga laying right there while she texts it
She threw me pussy, he waved the trigger, gotta respect it
Checked in the game, been waiting coach
I'm oh so patient
These niggas here and gone in a week
I'm not on vacation
Kick my feet up and chill, I'm on a paid release
These other niggas get evicted, they ain't paid the lease
Straight shade, no sunlight just to say the least
You gon need the Art Lord head, just to tame the beast


Why these niggas mad at me?
Never knew why these niggas mad at me?
Why these niggas mad at me?
I guess we'll find out, when we open up The Gallery