Starlito - Funerals & Court dates [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Starlito and Robin Raynell]
You out Here beefing over Nothing
Our goals is clothes to get hoes
Not knowing another soul in her stomach
Unprepared but she know it's coming young and scared
It's more to life than guns dope and money
Her eyes watering he Just sold an onion
Right off Rick church
Pull up Prince's chicken its closed it's Monday
He said pull up anyway his phone was jumping
Like change over one seven hundred
He only getting one seventh of it


[Verse 2: Robin Raynell]
Always said it doesn't matter to me
Rather have you Here than in the streets
Wonder if you coming back every time you leave every time you leave



[Bridge 1: Starlito]
What you think happened next
She getting rapid text
Baby gone look like him but momma Where daddy at
Hard to find words to say
I just can't explain



[Hook: Starlito and Robin Raynell]
You out Here beefing over Nothing
Our goals is clothes to get hoes
Not knowing another soul in her stomach
Unprepared but she know it's coming young and scared
It's more to life we Just don't know about Nothing


[Verse 3: Starlito]
Daddy was in a coma I'm stoned Fuck it
I guess the apple Right beside the tree I think somebody lied to me
Yea a survivor of this bullshit rivalry
All I got is my pride and a rider with me in the driver seat
Ain't no Right sign ain't no Right time
Fuck sun down let's do it Right now
And as crazy as it might sound
I ain't Just rapping
Mane this shit really happened
Ain't gotta write it down
Bestfriend in a nightgown
Hospital visits I'm tripping it got me biting down
Every night flight I'm living like I'm Just dying now
My voice for reason Just quiet down


[Bridge 2: Starlito]
What you think happened next
Ain't no more rapper checks
I'm out Here on my own
Fuck it that's that on that




[Hook]




[Verse 4: Starlito]
He be getting money that's a whole other subject
Shot a Nigga shit up cause he told him his cousin
Felt a Nigga snitching didn't deserve to breathe
But I gotta price on his head too that's word on the street
It's gone be first degree murder the verdict gone read
Just like obituaries another Nigga buried
Bunch of pictures on tees another kid who want me
His Dad but got his cousin on for him
And gotta place of his own
He figured what could go wrong
He riding strapped all along
Facing a blunt of that strong
He called and told him come on
He made a left at that light Right off ? Road
And like a thief in the night
A car pulled out the carwash
And tried to flip his shit over
The moral of the story
Is when it's over it's over
I prefer not to say that I told ya
But it's all I know bruh
Where I grew up alot of Niggas didn't get to grow up
Get killed for the fingers that you throw up
Nigga shoot you bout a bitch but let you owe em
My cup running over
I'm still hollering poor up
Shawty Just waiting on babydaddy to show up



[Verse 5: Starlito]
Hey son if you hearing this it means I ain't make it
Loved your mother to death and drove you grandmama crazy
Take Nothing for granted I was greedy and lazy
And used the bullshit excuse of I'm feeding my baby
You shouldn't have to reason with me not seeing your face
Couldn't even embrace ya shouldn't have to replace me