Cozjin - Fun [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Actually no, I don't know if I want that, can we redo that?

[Verse 1]
The new kid on the scene
My home girl calling me a fresh piece of meat
I be out in a sec
I doubt with my cheque
I bounce with my set
Fab said be dressed in a minute (hurry up man)
She asks, "where you going?"
Quick response, I'm quick with it
Always loyal to my team, so you know I'm committed
I'm so clever with it
Theplayroom. that's the clique
The greatest memories in there, I was a little kid
Was doing crazy shit
That no one ever did, a group full of bad kids
All we did was sin
Running double teams, trains on her back
I never gave the heart
Never that
I know we fucked up a lot of things
But never with bad intentions
That is a fact

[Hook]
Fun time is gone, gone gone
Now we on our own, own, own
Your girl still blows my phone, phone, phone
But that's on the low
You ain't supposed to know
Time's up you better go, go, go
Your girl hoe'in on the low, low, low
You ain't supposed to know, know, know
But that's on the low, man that shit is way gone

[Verse 2]
I'm pulling out like, I'm not really into this
I'm really tryna get close, but not intimate
But if we really get together, better do this shit
And if your old man's hating
Stop, he better quit
I really want the fame, I admit
But that don't mean I fake the music, I am legit
I'm just saying I wouldn't get over my head
I can handle this
The fame ain't nothing, ya'll ain't shit
Got em passing entrees since my set is here
I hope they know that they my family and not my peers
And I value 'em highly beyond my career
And if they ever encounter a problem
I'mma be here
That's on some family shit
Living good if I'm ever rich
They know I'd pick them before any bitch
And they know I got them and I'm saying all of this
Because I really fucking mean it

[Hook]

[Outro]
That part I fuck up every time but yoooo
This the mother fucking outro
Thanking everyone that I know (x2)

[Voicemail: Cobain]
Real shit, free me dawg, dun kno what it is
2015, free all my niggas
Ay man
Pray to God
You don't wanna get dropped nigga
Everybody in my city know that I'm a hot nigga
Just got knocked nigga
With an AK and a Glock nigga
Lost a whole year to a mother fucking box nigga
Dropped the guap down
With the killers get you stomped out
Yeah, I'm in here, come in here I'll get you knocked out
Call my cousin Tony Bandz, he'll make you drop out
Even up on lock down I can get you shot down
Shout out to Cozjin, dun kno
Buy the album, The Less You Say