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The track opens with a stark image of loss: "Seen my nigga die in the streets." This immediate trauma sets a grim backdrop for the rest of the song, contrasting sharply with the bravado and material wealth that follows. The lyrics paint a picture of a world where survival and status are paramount, often achieved through illicit means. The recurring line, "Better play the right side, we be outside, best believe," suggests a constant need for vigilance and loyalty in a dangerous environment. It’s a call to action, a warning to stay aligned with the crew or face the consequences. The central tension lies in the juxtaposition of street violence and financial success. The narrator boasts about signing deals worth "two hundred thousand" without even meeting the other party, highlighting a detachment from traditional work and a reliance on quick, lucrative transactions. This is further emphasized by the casual mention of expensive jewelry and designer brands like Van Cleef, which serve as markers of this hard-won status. However, the underlying threat of violence, the memory of a fallen friend, and the need for constant readiness to "beef" if one has the money, reveal the precariousness of this lifestyle. A particularly striking element is the lyrical focus on financial transactions and their symbolic weight. "Doc, you signed two hundred thousand," is a powerful statement about closing a deal, but it’s framed by the narrator’s ability to bypass personal interaction, suggesting a transactional nature to everything. The desire for "blue cheese" (money) and the mention of specific luxury items like Van Cleef and Plain Jane watches underscore a culture where material possessions are both a shield and a symbol of power. The lyrics also reveal a certain detachment, with the narrator stating, "If I ain't off a deuce of drank, then I ain't tryna speak," indicating a preference for altered states or silence over genuine engagement, perhaps as a coping mechanism. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics stems from their raw portrayal of a specific reality. The song doesn't shy away from the harshness of its environment, weaving together themes of loyalty, loss, wealth, and danger. The contrast between the casual mention of death and the celebration of financial gain creates a disquieting yet compelling narrative. It’s this unflinching look at the high stakes and the complex motivations behind the pursuit of success in a perilous world that makes the track resonate.

Lil Yee - Rap, In English

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[Intro: Lil Yee] Ayy, oh, ayy, oh Yeah, play the right side, we be outside right beside my nigga Seen my nigga die in the streets Ayy, uh, uh, uh (Let the beat ride out, Ju) Uh, uh, uh, uh [Chorus: Lil Yee] Ayy, better play the right side, we be outside, best believe, ayy Nighttime, through the nighttime, we gon' creep To the sunrise, seen my nigga die in the streets Oh, you gotta have some money just to beef She a neat freak, she get Van Cleef If I ain't off a deucе of drank, then I ain't tryna speak "Doc, you signed two hundrеd thousand," nigga, I ain't have to meet And walk inside the bank and tell 'em give me blue cheese [Verse 1: Lil Yee] Or what about the times I couldn't sleep I had to stay up Or what about the times I took a pay cut Or what about the niggas, diss cuz, got left faced up Could really pop my shit, lil' bruh, I don't say much Ayy, time change, people change, money don't change Them niggas thought I went broke, I took off my chains But I just spent a soft eighty on a Plain Jane And it's a dub in my mouth, ain't come from Johnny Dang Twenty-two thousand in my earlobes, ayy, solitary stones, I can't hear hoes Who is all these niggas lookin' at me? They some weirdos But it's a new Gen5, 22 with air holes [Chorus: Lil Yee] Better play the right side, we be outside, best believe, ayy Nighttime, through the nighttime, we gon' creep To the sunrise, seen my nigga die in the streets Oh, you gotta have some money just to beef She a neat freak, she get Van Cleef If I ain't off a deuce of drank, then I ain't tryna speak "Doc, you signed two hundred thousand," nigga, I ain't have to meet And walk inside the bank and tell 'em give me blue cheese [Verse 2: Trigga500k] Uh, so much money comin' in, I can barely get some rest Know this shit trimmer than ever, I ain't even at my best If you owe me, nigga, pay me, I can't go for nothin' less Nigga play, he gettin' pressed, I'm tryna cut a nigga neck Bad bitches love a nigga with some cheese Fell in love with the trappin', so my body can't leave I give whatever to my dogs, what you want, what you need? I refuse to fear a nigga that can bleed how I bleed Know I'm really out to trap, my best friend is a fiend I ain't never been no turnin', you can't try me like I'm green I just dropped a deuce of Tris, I can't pour up with no green Gotta have the funds to go to war, if you don't, you can't beef, nigga [Chorus: Lil Yee] Ayy, better play the right side, we be outside, best believe, ayy Nighttime, through the nighttime, we gon' creep To the sunrise, seen my nigga die in the streets Oh, you gotta have some money just to beef She a neat freak, she get Van Cleef If I ain't off a deuce of drank, then I ain't tryna speak "Doc, you signed two hundred thousand," nigga, I ain't have to meet And walk inside the bank and tell 'em give me blue cheese [Verse 3: Lil Bean] Yeah, walk inside the bank, just give me blue or the pink, huh I can't go broke 'cause I know how to drop a scheme Sometimes I be goin' crazy 'cause I miss my nigga Gean I just had to clear my mind, I took my bitch overseas, huh Feel like DJ Khaled, baby, I been on one Got a hundred round drum, it look like a donut Young nigga, hard body, I ain't never fold up I think I'm on my third foreign, I ain't even post one, huh Last night, I fell asleep with all my chains on, huh Baby, she just gave me a head while the game on Freak hoes, all that nigga wanted was a bankroll All these lil' niggas want is Cuban links and Dracos [Chorus: Lil Yee] Ayy, better play the right side, we be outside, best believe, ayy Nighttime, through the nighttime, we gon' creep To the sunrise, seen my nigga die in the streets Oh, you gotta have some money just to beef She a neat freak, she get Van Cleef If I ain't off a deuce of drank, then I ain't tryna speak "Doc, you signed two hundred thousand," nigga, I ain't have to meet And walk inside the bank and tell 'em give me blue cheese [Outro: Lil Yee, Lil Bean & Both] Better play the right side, we be outside, best believe You better play the right side, we be outside, best believe Through the nighttime, through the nighttime, we gon' creep To the sunrise, seen my nigga die in the streets, hmm

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Writers: Lil Yee
Trigga500k
Lil Bean
Julian Cannon

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