Jemyle Jones - 4US [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse
She don't club hop or love Hip Hop
She ain't into church but quick to praise God//
She got a day job... Just to pay the bills
I got an all day job yet the struggle's real, you know//
...I kept going broke to make it big; cops staking out the crib
Telling y'all just what it is//
Had to get this here poppin' like a kernel try blowing up cause' niggas ain't growing up where I lived//
Still I'm racing time while my brother's facing time
The way it's looking man I'll be on when I'm 29//
Glad to know I changed my life before 25
Coke boys the drug Lords we idolized//
Never told y'all could make more with a 9-5
Work your way up it's a different hustle to survive//
When it comes to playing with these risks for rewards
You can risk getting fired from your job, but on the streets you die//
...Devils pie... Devils pie... Why you gotta taste so good for?
See everything that tastes good ain't really good for y'all//
Out here fighting temptation, but we don't know why?//
Why?... Shit I don't need much man I just want to live happy
With a smile on my face move mom's to a new place
Try and reconnect the family truth//

You know you got me saying why?...,
Why you love me like you love noone else
Could it be that I'm the only one
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