Isaiah Rashad - Silkk Da Shocka [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, I almost got this
If she got it memorized
This for the haves and the have-wanna-give-a-fucks
Hey

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad & Syd]
I ride around in your car
I put my weed in your blunt
I am the sky to your star
I am the end of your month
You are the start of my day
You brought the smile from my face
I see the world from your eyes
You pulled a thorn from my side

[Hook: Isaiah Rashad, Syd, & Both]
I know you love me (Know you love me)
It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)
Oh yeah, I know you love me (Know you love me)
It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)
Yeah

[Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad & Syd]
You give me all that you got
You make it stretch it and flip
I fell in love with your thoughts
I learned it's more than your hips
You know I'm caught in my vibe
But I still give you my rib
You hear 'em callin' my name
But know it's hard for me here
I left a home with my son
I chose the world in the end
I say, "You know I be back"
You try your best to pretend
I say you all that I want
And when I make it, it's real
I hear 'em callin' my name
It's gettin' hard for me here

[Hook: Isaiah Rashad, Syd, & Both]
To know you love me (Know you love me)
It's rare to know you love me (Know you love me)
But yeah, I know you love me (Know you love me)
It's rare, I know you love me (Know you love me)

[Verse 3: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, yeah, and, and these stars
Are nothin' but your cousins
And starin' at your mama, Heaven wasn't falling in here
So holla, you heard I'm usin' narcotics
No, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta
My weed habit so close to snortin' powder
Got a few gripes but it's only 'bout a dollar bill
So holla unless you're usin' narcotics
See, I don't wanna be here if I don't gotta
My weed habit so close to snortin' powder
Got a few bitches but it's only 'bout a dollar
Feel so hollow unless you're usin' narcotics
See, I don't wanna—

[Outro: Dave Free]
Say, homie. Man, you talkin' bout this, you talkin' bout that
Talkin' about, you ain't got nothin' to talk about. Man, my—Find a motherfuckin' topic, Goddamn. Just find the topic, bro. Seriously. Goddamn. Complicated-ass young motherfuckers, man.