Born
Tony Shhnow Lyrics
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You gon' be like that your whole life?
Yeah, pussy nigga, yeah
(Don't play with him) you don't work
You don't eat over here baby
Mildew or barbeque, ho up or blow up
Huh, fuck you gon' do man?
Yeah, nigga had to lose something
You won't make it on this side
If you don't lose that pride
I got racks in my head
Determination in my eyes
Thumbing paper, pouring lines
This gon' be a long story
My bitch heaven sent, I bless the streets
I'm so in my glory
I gotta thank God for the
Real niggas, strip clubs, and bad bitches
Do heaven got a spot up
Therе for trap niggas?
I eat every mеal like it's my last dinner
Born sinner
Tryna make sure my child is a born winner
You don't live two steps ahead of
The game then you already lost
You gon' have to make some work
Before you make yourself a boss
This life what you make it
I make something shake, I don't get risk
I just take it this life about chances
We don't get questioned 'cause nigga
We the answers
Every nigga around me is on go
So how is we gon' stop?
Clipped a couple extra niggas 'cause
They ate before the plot
Good advice is just advice but this
Advice might save your life
It's hard to explain but it's
Easy to be real
If you ain't been inside my shoes
You wouldn't know nothing how I feel
Gas your shooter like a killer
That could get your shooter killed
Put 'em on ice
We could get your whole block chilled
And honestly
We preach positivity but tote Glocks
Shit, we could take it there but we
Know you gon' call the cops
Don't get out of body
Get inside your bag and use your mind
If it's you, then it's you
Just take this shit and don't ask why
You won't make it on this side
If you don't lose that pride
I got racks in my head
Determination in my eyes
Thumbing paper, pouring lines
This gon' be a long story
My bitch heaven sent, I bless the streets
I'm so in my glory
I gotta thank God for the
Real niggas, strip clubs, and bad bitches
Do heaven got a spot up
There for trap niggas?
I eat every meal like it's my last dinner
Born sinner
Tryna make sure my child is a born winner
In Tony Shhnow's song "Born in 2-3," the lyrics speak to the struggles and mindset of someone trying to make it in life, particularly in the trap or street life. The lyrics convey a sense of determination and resilience, urging the listener to let go of their pride and make necessary sacrifices in order to succeed.
The song starts with Tony questioning someone who seems to be complacent and not putting in the necessary effort to succeed. He emphasizes the importance of hard work and warns that without it, they won't make it on "this side," referring to the side of success or prosperity. Tony expresses his own dedication and persistence, stating that he has money on his mind and determination in his eyes. He mentions engaging in activities like handling money and pouring lines, indicating involvement in the drug trade.
Tony acknowledges the difficult circumstances he has faced but remains grateful for the "real niggas, strip clubs, and bad bitches" that have shaped his journey. He wonders if there's a place in heaven for trap niggas, questioning the intersection of his street life and spirituality. He emphasizes living each day to the fullest, consuming every meal like it's his last supper, signifying a precarious existence. Tony's underlying motivation becomes clear as he mentions wanting to ensure that his child is born a winner, suggesting a desire to break the cycle of struggle and provide a better life for the next generation.
Throughout the song, Tony Shhnow emphasizes the need to be proactive and take risks to overcome obstacles. He believes that staying ahead of the game and assuming leadership positions requires hard work. He advises listeners to make something happen before becoming their own boss and recognizes that life is about taking chances. Tony also highlights the importance of surrounding oneself with trustworthy people who are on the same journey of success. He urges individuals not to let ego or pride hinder their progress and to be mindful of protecting their own interests.
Overall, "Born in 2-3" serves as an anthem of determination, resilience, and the pursuit of success in challenging circumstances.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm just saying, like what
I am making a statement, questioning the situation
You gon' be like that your whole life?
Will you continue behaving this way indefinitely?
Yeah, pussy nigga, yeah
Yes, you are a coward
(Don't play with him) you don't work
Do not underestimate him, he is diligent
You don't eat over here baby
In this environment, you have to earn your rewards
Mildew or barbeque, ho up or blow up
Adapt and thrive, or be destroyed
Huh, fuck you gon' do man?
What actions do you plan to take?
Yeah, nigga had to lose something
In order to make progress, sacrifices need to be made
Like what you gon' do? I mean
What are your intentions and plans?
You won't make it on this side
You will not succeed in this environment
If you don't lose that pride
Unless you humble yourself
I got racks in my head
I constantly think about earning money
Determination in my eyes
My eyes reflect my unwavering resolve
Thumbing paper, pouring lines
Counting money and writing lyrics
This gon' be a long story
My journey is going to be full of challenges
My bitch heaven sent, I bless the streets
My partner is a blessing, and together we bring positivity to the community
I'm so in my glory
I am enjoying great success
I gotta thank God for the
I am grateful to God for the
Real niggas, strip clubs, and bad bitches
Genuine individuals, entertaining venues, and attractive women
Do heaven got a spot up
Is there a place in heaven
There for trap niggas?
Reserved for those involved in illegal activities?
I eat every meal like it's my last dinner
I savor and appreciate every moment as if it were my final feast
Born sinner
Inherently flawed by nature
Tryna make sure my child is a born winner
I am striving to ensure that my offspring achieves greatness from the start
You don't live two steps ahead of
To succeed, you must anticipate future obstacles
The game then you already lost
If you are not prepared for the challenges ahead, you are doomed to failure
You gon' have to make some work
You must put in the effort
Before you make yourself a boss
Before you can acquire authority
This life what you make it
Your life's outcome depends on your choices
I make something shake, I don't get risk
I take action and create opportunities, without hesitation
I just take it this life about chances
Embrace the uncertainties of life, as it revolves around taking risks
We don't get questioned 'cause nigga
We do not face scrutiny because, my friend
We the answers
We hold the solutions
Every nigga around me is on go
Everyone in my circle is motivated and ready
So how is we gon' stop?
Therefore, how can we be hindered?
Clipped a couple extra niggas 'cause
Removed some unnecessary individuals from our circle because
They ate before the plot
They benefited from our hard work without contributing
Good advice is just advice but this
Most advice is just guidance, however, this advice
Advice might save your life
This wisdom could potentially preserve your existence
It's hard to explain but it's
It is difficult to articulate, but it is
Easy to be real
Simple to be authentic
If you ain't been inside my shoes
Unless you have experienced what I have
You wouldn't know nothing how I feel
You cannot comprehend my emotions
Gas your shooter like a killer
Encourage your shooter like a murderer
That could get your shooter killed
That action may result in harm to your shooter
Put 'em on ice
Eliminate them
We could get your whole block chilled
We can bring fear to your entire neighborhood
And honestly
Speaking truthfully
We preach positivity but tote Glocks
While advocating for positivity, we still carry firearms
Shit, we could take it there but we
Indeed, we are capable of escalating the situation, however
Know you gon' call the cops
We are aware that you will involve the police
Don't get out of body
Do not lose control of yourself
Get inside your bag and use your mind
Focus on your ambitions and utilize your intellect
If it's you, then it's you
If something concerns you, then it concerns you
Just take this shit and don't ask why
Simply accept the circumstances without questioning
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