4sho'7
pink siifu Lyrics


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One time, tuck your ears
Running for freedom like it's lunch time
Had me dead, chasing my cousin, little jit caught me runny eyes
Tears falling hard on (?), classic
All we got is eyes
Like all we got is these caskets
We all we got, stand on the block
Should we still go and walk with my gold?
This gon' pop (?) that bitch, that pretty (?)
Sick (?) flossing
Austin had me thinking like Boston
Go (?), go (?), Gon' pop my collar
See shawty lean back calling nobody on my (?)
Reach down (?) my dead homie
(?)
(?)
Ras G, Dame, DOOM and that nigga Capital STEEZ
Real 47 niggas ridin' ready to die to breathe
Livin' to die

Ah
Running in place there, tryna make it work
Running in place there, tryna make it to work




Running in place, mama tryna take us to church
Still sitting here, seeing sideways, running in place

Overall Meaning

In the first paragraph of the lyrics from Pink Siifu's song "4sho'7," the singer expresses a sense of urgency and determination as they talk about running for freedom "like it's lunch time." The image of chasing a cousin with "runny eyes" suggests a mix of vulnerability and resilience, as tears fall hard and they acknowledge the limited options they have ("all we got is eyes, like all we got is these caskets"). The reference to standing on the block with gold and contemplating the consequences of their actions ("this gon' pop that pretty (?), sick flossin'") hints at a precarious balance between material desires and survival instincts.


The mention of Austin and Boston invokes a sense of place and identity, perhaps reflecting on the influences and experiences that have shaped the singer's perspective. The act of popping a collar and the imagery of a shawty leaning back suggest moments of bravado and swagger amidst the challenges they face. The references to deceased friends and influential figures like Ras G, Dame, MF DOOM, and Capital STEEZ highlight the weight of loss and the legacy of those who have passed on, with a nod to the realness and readiness of the 47 niggas "ridin' ready to die to breathe" as a testament to their commitment and loyalty.


The repetition of the phrase "running in place" in the second paragraph conveys a sense of stagnation and struggle, with the singer acknowledging the effort to make things work and move forward ("tryna make it to work, tryna take us to church"). Despite their efforts, there is a sense of being trapped in a cycle of inertia, seeing the world sideways and feeling like they are not making tangible progress. The juxtaposition of running in place and sitting still captures the internal conflict and external obstacles that the singer grapples with, reflecting a complex portrayal of perseverance and frustration in their journey.


Overall, the lyrics in "4sho'7" by Pink Siifu delve into themes of resilience, loss, identity, and the struggle for progress in the face of adversity. The vivid imagery and references to personal experiences, relationships, and influential figures create a rich tapestry of emotions and reflections on the complexities of life. Through poetic language and introspective storytelling, the song invites listeners to delve into the nuances of the singer's journey, capturing both the challenges and the determination to keep moving forward, even when it feels like running in place.


Line by Line Meaning

One time, tuck your ears
Listen closely just this once


Running for freedom like it's lunch time
Seeking liberation with urgency


Had me dead, chasing my cousin, little jit caught me runny eyes
Emotionally overwhelmed while chasing a young family member


Tears falling hard on (?), classic
Crying profoundly, a classic reaction


All we got is eyes
All we possess are our gaze


Like all we got is these caskets
Our only certainty is death


We all we got, stand on the block
We are all we have, standing together in the neighborhood


Should we still go and walk with my gold?
Should I flaunt my wealth while walking?


This gon' pop (?) that bitch, that pretty (?)
This will attract attention, that girl is attractive


Sick (?) flossing
Unwell from showing off


Austin had me thinking like Boston
Events in Austin made me reflect like in Boston


Go (?), go (?), Gon' pop my collar
Move forward, with confidence and style


See shawty lean back calling nobody on my (?)
Observing someone recline, unconcerned about my reputation


Reach down (?) my dead homie
Remembering my deceased friend


(?)
Unknown


(?)
Unknown


Ras G, Dame, DOOM and that nigga Capital STEEZ
Paying tribute to deceased artists


Real 47 niggas ridin' ready to die to breathe
True individuals prepared to struggle for survival


Livin' to die
Existing only to meet death


Ah
Exclamation of realization


Running in place there, tryna make it work
Striving but not progressing


Running in place there, tryna make it to work
Running in circles, attempting to reach a destination


Running in place, mama tryna take us to church
Stagnant, mothers attempting to guide us spiritually


Still sitting here, seeing sideways, running in place
Remain stagnant, looking to the side while going nowhere




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Written by: Livingston Matthews

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