Trizz & Chuuwee - Nothin at all [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Trizz]
Look
I know this bitch Mercedes
She was a friend
Light-skinned bitch
Who ironically drove a Benz
Told me them things was dubs
I swear to you they was tens
Whatever she had it all
And shockingly had no kids
It was 2010
Introduced her to my nig
Hey how you doing?
Where you been?
Baby my name is Trizz
I'm trying to go to the crib
Possibly get it in
She told me she wasn't with it
But said we could still be friends
Two years later i'm seeing this bitch again
Hair fucked up walking with two of her kids
Ain't that some shit
Thirsty ass bitch
Ain't seen me in 2 years and trying to ride in my whip
Bitches ain't shit
It's funny how bitches get
I gave her some bus fare
Two dollars and fifty cents
My personal fairy tale
On bitches and how it is
They could be doing well
Then instantly turn to shit
Look at this bitch

[Chorus: Trizz]
Went from
Having it all
To having nothing at all
From grinding ready to ball
To window shopping at malls
From driving a new benz
To city buses and kids
It's crazy were bitches was
It's crazy were bitches is
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[Verse 2: Chuwee]
How you go from 3 cars
Four jobs
Ass looking like Minaj
To a fucking ford Taurus
And you live in a garage
Had all the new shoes
Two purses and the bomb
Now its like you have SARS
And the tissue on it scarred
Captain Piccard
I was higher the stars
When I 87 bust in to your crib
Without a heart
Right around the corner from the Arby's
God golly
Now you had to many molly
It done ruined your little body
Remember you told me that your momma
Was going to get you a Bugatti
You ain't mobbing in no Rarri
Let's go for calamari
Take me out to the movies
And touch all over my body
All you do is fucking beg
Now you hella fucking sorry
Pity date
I tried to reminisce on your pretty face
Titties late sagging
Plus your pussy like a city-state
So many niggas at to the birthday party
Trying to hit the cake
She be blowing carloads full of niggas
To hit the bass

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Skoolie 300]
Back then you was just a young buck
Who knew you grew up
To be a dumb-fuck
You used to be the smartest
Always studied your class work
Now you on stage
Niggas looking at your ass twerk
1's being thrown
Like that's what your ass worth
Used to see you on Sundays
But you pass church
I pray for you
Hope you get it right girl
Used to love your grin
But your nose all in white girl
I know its hard
But it's life girl
You can have the same shit too
If you strive girl
Remember back then when you didn't want to hug me
Fuck me because a nigga a little to chubby
Now a nigga getting money
And you see i'm up and coming
Now you want to be my friend
Do I look like a dummy?
No
Karma came back and it bit you in the ass
Imma focus on the future
Leave you bitches in the past

[Chorus]