So What
kutsu Lyrics

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Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah

I don't really understand
Tell me that she love me, but she text me that she in a strand
Walk up to the joint, lost her Marmont, tell me why I care
I'm just tryna poke, on the low, tryna play it fair
Liking my posts, but that bih don't even follow me
Call me three times, but I'm busy, money guaranteed
Acting so caught up, fake, wasn't working anyway
So leave it to me, tell it to me, please don't be another runaway, yeah
I've lived through your hell and back
No rack, off-black
Southbank, chic, on the fly
Sick of 'tachments, saying "bye bye"
Pieces of my heart, wonder where they went, take a guess
'Member back in August, so much shit I gotta stress
Fuck it, I'ma tell this shit the way that it is
Tell me that she want me, cool, but what's she gonna give
'Cause I'm just sick and tired of trying so fucking hard
So can you try a little more, bih, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo
CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
It's the same every time, now my time's up
She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Hop up in the benz to the condo

CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah

Overall Meaning

In "So What" by Kutsu, the lyrics explore themes of feeling detached and unfulfilled in a relationship. The first verse describes a sense of restlessness, as the singer feels like they are constantly on the move and never at peace. The line "She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know" suggests that their partner doesn't fully understand or appreciate them. Despite this, the singer acknowledges that things always end up the same way and they realize their time is up. The mention of the Louis V chain, a gift from her ex, emphasizes a feeling of insignificance and being compared to their partner's past relationships.

The second verse delves into the complexities of the relationship. The singer questions their partner's sincerity, as they claim to love them but text them they are somewhere else. The line "I'm just tryna poke, on the low, tryna play it fair" suggests a desire for casual intimacy without complications or emotional baggage. The singer notices that their partner interacts with their social media posts, yet they don't follow them back ("Liking my posts, but that bih don't even follow me"). This imbalance highlights the lack of authenticity and genuine care in the relationship.

The bridge of the song reflects on the singer's experiences and emotions. The reference to living through their "hell and back" could imply enduring hardships and challenges within the relationship. "Southbank, chic, on the fly" suggests a desire for a carefree and adventurous lifestyle, possibly as an escape from the issues in the relationship. The line "Sick of 'tachments, saying 'bye bye'" expresses frustration with the constant detachment and lack of commitment in their encounters.

The chorus repeats the feelings of detachment and insignificance, with the singer expressing frustration at the lack of effort from their partner. The repetition of the lines "Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll" and "She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know" emphasizes the recurring nature of these emotions. The mention of "Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro" and "Hop up in the benz to the condo" could symbolize materialistic distractions and attempts to find temporary fulfillment. Ultimately, the chorus suggests that the singer's partner doesn't truly care about their feelings, hence the dismissive phrase "so what."

Overall, "So What" by Kutsu explores the dissatisfaction and detachment experienced in a relationship where one partner feels undervalued and unappreciated. The lyrics depict a longing for genuine connection and understanding, as well as a frustration with superficial gestures and the cyclical nature of their encounters.

Line by Line Meaning

Feel the fade, like I'm always on the roll, oh
Experience the gradual decline, as if I am constantly moving forward without any break.

She say that I'm too much, yeah she don't know
She claims that I am overwhelming, but she lacks understanding.

It's the same every time, now my time's up
The situation repeats itself consistently, and now my opportunity has ended.

She got the Louis V chain, from her ex, yup
She acquired the luxurious Louis Vuitton chain from her previous partner.

Ten bands, whatta plan, feel like De Niro
Having ten thousand dollars, what a strategy, feeling like the famous actor Robert De Niro.

Hop up in the benz to the condo
Jump into the Mercedes-Benz and head to the condominium.

CDG's, what, yea, she think she's so hot, nah
Wearing CDG (Comme des Garçons), she believes she is attractive, but in reality, she is not.

Baby, you ain't really care, oh, so what, yeah
Darling, you don't truly care, so it doesn't matter.

I don't really understand
I lack comprehension.

Tell me that she love me, but she text me that she in a strand
She claims to love me verbally, but her text message reveals she is somewhere else.

Walk up to the joint, lost her Marmont, tell me why I care
Approaching the gathering, she misplaced her Marmont (a designer bag), and I question why it concerns me.

I'm just tryna poke, on the low, tryna play it fair
I am merely attempting to engage in a casual relationship discreetly while keeping things fair.

Liking my posts, but that bih don't even follow me
Showing appreciation for my social media posts, but that person doesn't even follow me.

Call me three times, but I'm busy, money guaranteed
Contacting me thrice, but I am occupied, and I prioritize financial stability.

Acting so caught up, fake, wasn't working anyway
Behaving as if consumed by something fake, when in reality, it wasn't beneficial regardless.

So leave it to me, tell it to me, please don't be another runaway, yeah
So entrust it to me, express it to me, and don't be another person who avoids the situation.

I've lived through your hell and back
I have experienced and overcome the difficulties you put me through.

No rack, off-black
Without a trendy wardrobe, wearing primarily dark clothing.

Southbank, chic, on the fly
In the stylish Southbank area, effortlessly fashionable and on the move.

Sick of 'tachments, saying 'bye bye'
Tired of attachments, bidding them farewell.

Pieces of my heart, wonder where they went, take a guess
Fragments of my heart, pondering their whereabouts, but take a wild guess.

'Member back in August, so much shit I gotta stress
Remember that time in August, when I had numerous things to worry about.

Fuck it, I'ma tell this shit the way that it is
To hell with it, I will speak the truth as it is.

Tell me that she want me, cool, but what's she gonna give
She claims to desire me, which is fine, but what will she contribute in return.

'Cause I'm just sick and tired of trying so fucking hard
Because I am exhausted from putting in so much effort.

So can you try a little more, bih, yeah
Can you make a slightly greater effort, my dear.