Mychelle Lee - Letterman [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
School of hard knocks
Graduated w/ a letterman


[Verse 1]
On a mission to get it and bring it to fruition
These Youngins tripping
They don't know who gets the recognition

They pretending like it's make believe
Got em concealing both they faces
With that Photoshop
And maybeline

Laid up feet up
Eating from they silver spoon
While we chillin eatin noodles in the living room

Running on fumes on a grind
Tryna reach a dream
Tryna get ahead
So the dream is out chasing me

Go getter mentality
Flow up out the galaxy
Liu kang the beat
Go and check the fatalities

Crawled before I took steps
It happened kinda gradually
Chopped it up and cooled it off
Before ingesting casually

Daddy said be patient
Ain't nothing worth it is easy
That over nightings cool
Til u peak before ya season

This chest it isn't checkers
U a queen not a pawn
Go ahead and make ya move
Do what u do uh!

[Hook]



[Verse 2]
This ain't a game but a New Testament
Wrote up my proposal and it's time
To make an estimate

Throw all your investments in
This different kind if specimen
Shaking up the scale
Make you recount all ya measurements

Moving in position
Pay attention
Watch me work it out

I just hope u listening with 2 ears
Not an opened mouth

Been a long road
Taking cues on where I'm going now
Even if they black ball
I ain't ever bowing down (alright now)

Battle scared veteran
Skin covered like melanin
School of hard knocks
Graduated with a letterman

Who you think you better then
Better go and get ya medicine
Cuz yo I'm bout as sick
Bout as sick as my intestines been

But that don't stop no show
I hope u know and listen loud and clear
Even in the distance
I'm way closer than what I appear

Look up to the heavens
Get a glimpse of where it's coming from
It's only the beginning
These the makings of a champion

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Can't say I lack the heart
When it's beatin on these bars
Mosaics of these scars
I'm saying we beatin odds

Destined like apocalypse winters
And it's too cold
Out to raise the threshold
While you focused on your dress code

That's too much on my mental
I ain't even bout to stress
With these buttons on my heart
That these Youngins wanna press

Said it mean I meant it
It's mine and imma defend it
Took a break to handle mine
And I promise it's been a sec

Came back like resssurect
2 times I never left
What chu expect
When the highest of highest is ya connnect

See I learned a while ago
That I was here for something greater
You ain't liking what I dish
You can go and find the waiter

Cuz shorty serve her own
Yocan best believe I does it
I get it from my abba
I don't put nothing above it

Best believe it's heaven sent
And the benevolence is two fold
Enough to put this thang in a choke hold