Teef Sweat - SelfISH [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Friends come & go, but it's better that you know
Who the real ones is behind closed doors
When push comes to shove, who's got ya back?
Who's gon hold you down strong, regardless of the facts? (X2)

Where the beat at?
Okay, look

Remember ya dude ya hit with 10 dollas for marijuana
Same punk you would've
Considered ya partna?
Well now ya need some help, & he can't be contacted
He put ya problems on the shelf, you got him when he had his
He's ass backwards, about his priorities
But it ain't the latter, practically majority
Who are self centered, use you for dilemmas
You call for help, they lose signal like antennas
That's why I stopped doin fuckin favors
Fools be yellin "later" unless involvin paper
Now they gettin sour like I never had 'em at first
But I ain't bein played, & I learned that from birth
You can learn who's real just by the advantage
But if they cop a meal, & magically vanish
Then you better cut 'em off, or they'll milk you from the carton
Consider you as soft, & your image as a bargain

Friends come & go, but it's better that you know
Who the real ones is behind closed doors
When push comes to shove, who's got ya back?
Who's gon hold you down strong, regardless of the facts? (X2)

Dudes ask me to borrow a buck
Tomorrow I ask em for a favor out of luck
Opinions on a track & they give excuses
Say they ain't got time, so the shit was useless
Of me textin, hopin you'd return gratitude
I know you on your ass, but I ain't really mad at you
Cause a sheisty ass fiend is rather skimpish
Better remind me, to not put you on my friend list
Cause I ain't existin', unless you need me
To be pretentious, I bet it's easy
Who can I depend on? In a world of needy
Alone I fend on, cause they be greedy
What can I mend on? If they won't greet me
With common courtesy, unless they want a freebie
That's why I don't make CD's, if y'all won't cop digital
The world as I'm seeing, makes me rather cynical

Friends come & go, but it's better that you know
Who the real ones is behind closed doors
When push comes to shove, who's got ya back?
Who's gon hold you down strong, regardless of the facts? (X2)

The world is selfish, that's why I keep my self in
Side so they can't arrive in what they relish
Friends, are widely spread like the Celtics
Or a slab of butter, I wonder what helps them
Sleep at night, whether they fiend for pipes
Money of the greener kind, but never an equal mind
Cause they fuckin cold in the evening time
But then they light up when they see your grind
That's why I use the term rather loosely
Like true jeans, cause they get kicks, like Bruce Lee
From lying to your face, usin your back as paper weights
People give trust away, like a stack of raisin grapes
Remember what I say, friends be one sided
I try to lean away, every time I am sighted
I don't want another brother actin all timeless
Like we's homies from the start, when I'm broke, you're divided

Friends come & go, but it's better that you know
Who the real ones is behind closed doors
When push comes to shove, who's got ya back?
Who's gon hold you down strong, regardless of the facts? (X2)