Kyba Watson - #TBT [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse1 Kyba Watson]
Why you always come around when you want something? Why you always hit my phone when ya man stuntin? Always claiming that you need need someone to talk to? You mad because ya man took you to a drive thru, I tried take you on five star dinner but you was busy choosin niggas like it was elimidate. And now you want a real man to come and treat you right? your whole life's a walkin soap opera call it guiding light. I don't want the drama nah I don't want the drama . I need a wife lil girl not a baby mama . Messin with these hoes you might just catch a migraine! They tell you listen to your heart this time I stuck to my brain! Now that's real

Uhm real spit true story i had a crush on this girl from 7th grade to 9th grade but she never gave me the time of day
This song is dedicated to her ugh!

[Hook]X2
Now this a Throwback Tuesday
All the girl that i used to
Like was choosy!
Throwback Tuesday
All the girl that i used to
Like was choosy!
I wonder why they never chose me
(chose me)
I wonder why they never chose me
(chose me)?!
I wonder why they never chose me
(chose me)
I wonder why they never chose me
(chose me)?!Throwback Tuesday
All the girl that i used to
Like was choosy!

[Verse2 King Maizy]
Baby I got a message, you got a second. I mean, that maybe was your first, baby you got a second. Them other ladies never really gave me the time of day, but bombs away. Take a chance at fate, then we can conversate

A chick in my life, I mean I contemplate. The negative thoughts tend to complicate my train of though, right now my mind of state is bombs away. Here I got jotting phrases, I'm kinda basic. But let me get back to the basics of this conversation

I don't really wanna trick, it's kind of dumb. I mean it now, but shit I did when I was young. Most the ideals of young teens ain't really backed with reason, the reason I hate the shit I did when I was young

Maybe a different life, and mind of genius, a beast of a different type, then they could see me in a different light. Maybe if I focused on better shit in my previous life, then I'd be happy and could see the shit was nice

But guessing and hoping, ain't really helping the vision last, it's a different task, and I can never really get a different past. The sulking, and depression is killing me. It's a waste of my energy, and I ain't trying to waste it on your pigeon ass, so bitch it's hatred. I'm gone

[Hook]X4

[Maizy's Outro]