Tru Eden - Love Me [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[V1]
A lotta shit on my mental
Stressing maybe I got issues
YOu Live the trap life you move the pack right but this rap life what I'm into
Kicking Flows like a sensu
Sansei on my jensu
And the one I love can't love me so this microphone who I vent to
Me myself and this pencil R.I.P Papi we miss you
I remember when you said it was good here
Thinking back thought that be a good year
Now I'm moving packs thinkin bout gettin strapped cuz niggas wanna act like it's the hood here
Bang! I just stood there my whole world dropped and I stood there
Pick a card, pray you never pick a heart
When you playin in a game full of sharks paranoid nigga prolly think he was a nark
Grown man this ting right now
Loud pack yeah we blow that loud
I'm bout that you should know by now
Work a 9 to 5 tryna hold that down
And Why the fuck I feel like the whole world on my shoulders
Everyday I'm gettin older I'm 19 nigga y'all ain't even know it
Called it a pipe dream now they wanna be the homie
Shit I learned life's a bitch sometimes
Still need a ho to suck my dick sometimes
Hustle make a nigga feel rich sometimes
Broke man ain't shit sometimes
Money come with a risk sometimes
What you doin ain't it sometimes
And I got em like "damn tru"
Where that nigga learn to spit those rhymes?

How that nigga learn to get so fly
Man that nigga on his shit no lie
Why that nigga on his shit no lie
So maybe you love me love me love me x4

[V2]
I see you makin love to the mirror
I'm worried bout her curves shes so worried bout her nigga wish I could be with her
Maybe I should write a song bout you put you in my verse maybe put you in my verse
Cuz its Mrs camera phone Instagram that pic like is that camera on ?
Coming to the shows To see me rap a song
Well I promise, Girl This is that prom shit that bomb shit
See me ride wit the niggas I mob with, Getting money off of crime
Every hustler got a hustle get that money on time
Do it's like it's nothing what's a devil to a God
Steeping up another level on the rise Got that money on my mind
Ima soldier wear my pride, Work a 9-5 hustle on the side
Rap feeling like a job, On the clock all the time
Sittin in class takin notes writing rhymes
This yo shot better make it pop like you got a bomb
(So maybe you love me love me love me x4)