Blue Story – Lyrics Meaning in English – Ninho
The song delves into the experiences and reflections of the artist, touching on themes of street life, hustle, resilience, and gratitude. It describes the challenges faced in urban environments, including dealing with drugs, violence, and the pressure to succeed.
Singer – Ninho
Vas-y
(Shayaa)
Go ahead
(Shayaa)
Une vie d’bâtard, j’connais bien l’ciment
Alcool russe, pakatou pour des bonbons et des SIM
Et c’est terrible quand on s’y met
Dix heures du matin, il m’faut quatre bédos pour tuer l’insomnie (binks)
A bastard’s life, I know the cement well
Russian alcohol, they’re strong for sweets and SIMs
And it’s terrible when you get started
Ten o’clock in the morning, I need four Bedo(s) to kill insomnia (binks)
Dix maisons avant les trenta ocho (binks)
Il s’rait temps que j’passe à autre chose
La vie de qui? La vie d’Akon, la vie de qui? La vie d’Akon
Les diamantaires, j’suis sur écoute avec Aze sur la côte
Ten houses before the thirty ri (binks)
It’s time for me to move on
Whose life? Akon’s life, whose life? Akon’s life
The diamond dealers, I’m bugging Aze on the coast
Cagoule Shooter, j’suis dans L.A (j’suis dans L.A)
Et c’est le peuple qui m’a élu (qui m’a élu, ouais)
C’est le peuple qui m’a élu
Donc quand j’fais les panenka au pénaux, faites la “Ola”
Cagoule Shooter, I’m in LA (I’m in LA)
And it’s the people who elected me (who elected me , yeah)
It’s the people who elected me
So when I do the doll at the criminal courts, do the “Ola”
Waikiki, Honolulu, c’est Infinit, c’est No Limit
J’fume de la beuh d’extraterrestre, j’fais des thés à la bergamote
Ça s’ressent quand t’es vrai, ça s’ressent aussi quand t’imites (quand t’imites)
Pour faire le gâteau, j’ai fait un tas de miettes
Waikiki, Honolulu, it’s Infinity, it’s No Limit
I smoke weed extraterrestrial, I make bergamot teas
You can feel it when you’re real, you can also feel it when you imitate (when you imitate)
To make the cake, I made a pile of crumbs
Ta vie d’charognard, en dit-dit
On tire quand tu t’y attends pas (lourd)
Tu m’as pris pour un gros din’-din’
Le rendez-vous, on l’fait chez toi (fait chez toi)
Your life of a scavenger, said-said
We shoot when you don’t expect it (heavy)
You took me for a big dinner
The meeting, we do it at your place (done at your place)
Hein, dans l’re-fou cramé comme Tookie (comme Tookie)
En garde-à-vue, j’entends des bruits d’clés
J’entends des bruits d’clés mais j’peux pas balancer l’clan
J’dois remplir tous les sacs avant qu’le succès part en déclin
Huh, in the crazy burnt out like Tookie (like Tookie)
In custody, I hear the sound of keys
I hear the sound of keys but I can’t shake the clan
I have to fill all the bags before success declines
Pour arrêter la bédave, sa mère, j’attends un déclic (un déclic)
Trop long pour t’faire un dessin
Moi, j’fais pas parti d’ceux qu’on endoctrine
J’me débrouillais pour becter, papa n’avait plus d’batteries
To stop the joke, his mother, I’m waiting for a click (a click)
Too long to draw you a picture
Me, I’m not one of those who are indoctrinated
I managed to drink, Dad was out of batteries
Parfois, on en veut trop, on s’rend compte, c’est déjà trop tard
Mon frère, y a un temps pour tout, pour bicrave et pour s’tirer
Y a trop d’cash à soutirer, ailleurs, j’m’en vais en virée
Ailleurs, j’m’en vais en virée et pour le reste, on verra
Sometimes we want too much, we realize, it’s already too late
My brother, there is a time for everything, for bizarre and for draw
There’s too much cash to extract, elsewhere, I’m going on a trip
Elsewhere, I’m going on a trip and for the rest, we’ll see
Ces temps-ci, j’suis fatigué, j’me vois prier, j’les vois vriller
J’en ai plein la cabeza, j’en ai plein le barillet
Ton visage n’est pas familier, j’suis paro sur toi, direct
These days, I’m tired, I’m see pray, I see them twisting
I have a head full of them, I have a barrel full of them
Your face is not familiar, I’m paranoid about you, direct
On a vu trop d’morts sur deux-roues, les reufs, faites attention
Les déceptions, ça dégoûte et ça fait monter la tension (la tension)
Paroles d’un G qui sort des bas-fonds
We’ve seen too many deaths on two wheels, the children, be careful
Disappointments, it disgusts and it raises the tension (the tension)
Words of a G who comes out of the depths
Une journée d’plus dans l’ghetto (dans l’ghetto)
Cagoulé, j’ai coulé tout l’stock (tout l’stock)
Beaucoup trop d’kich’, trop d’seille-o (trop d’seille-o, boy)
Y a même pas assez d’élastiques
One more day in the ghetto (in the city)
Hooded, I sunk all the stock (all the stock)
Too much money, too much sorrel (too much sorrel, boy)
There aren’t even enough elastics
Dans tout les cas, j’ai mon extendo
Sur moi, dis-moi, qui veut jouer au con? (Dis-moi, qui veut jouer?)
Et dans l’dos, j’ai dix milles coups d’schlass
Un Lambo’ tout noir, d’vant l’casino d’Monte-Carlo (hey)
In any case, I have my extension
On me, tell me, who wants to play stupid? (Tell me, who wants to play?)
And in the back, I have ten thousand castle shots
A black Lambo’, in front of the Monte-Carlo casino (hey)
Il m’faut un minimum avant qu’j’y aille
J’anticipe, j’suis sorti ganté (j’anticipe, j’suis sorti ganté)
Beaucoup d’sacrifices, boy, beaucoup d’histoires
J’finis la ‘teille, j’vais t’raconter (j’finis la ‘teille, j’vais t’raconter)
I need one minimum before I go
I anticipate, I came out gloved (I anticipated, I came out gloved)
Lots of sacrifices, boy, lots of stories
I finish the day, I’m going to to tell (I’m finishing up, I’m going to tell you)
Baby really handlin’ his business, what’s the rumors ’bout?
I really done got it out the trenches, nigga, rooming houses
I come from the place where the only options is you do or die
Moral of the story is I’m thankful that I’m still alive and doin’ it
Baby really handling his business, what’s the rumours about?
I really done got it out the trenches, nigga, rooming houses
I come from the place where the only options is you do or die
Moral of the story is I’m thankful that I’m still alive and doing it
I come from the bottom of the jungle
I ain’t ever fall but I done stumbled
I done passed ’em all but I’m still humble
‘Cause I can still remember when I was sittin’ on the block with no money, tryna get money
I come from the bottom of the jungle
I ain’t ever fall but I done stumbled
I done passed them all but I’m still humble
Because I can still remember when I was sitting on the block with no money, trying to get money
From Sparks Street to Paris, I’m bicoastal
Told you in the beginnin’ I was global
I’ma change the game up for the whole hood
I ain’t did it yet, but shit, I’m close to it
From Sparks Street to Paris, I’m bicoastal
Told you in the beginning I was global
I’m gonna change the game up for the whole hood
I ain’t did it yet, but shit, I’m close to it
You know I got rich but I still go through it
Come through on the low, make sure my folks good
Can’t never forget the fallen soldiers
Gotta play it smart, I’m gettin’ older
You know I got rich but I still go through it
Come through on the low, make sure my folks good
Can’t never forget the fallen soldiers
Gotta play it smart, I’m getting older
No love in the streets, they gettin’ colder
Too much on my mind for me to be sober
I’m still gon’ be lit when this shit over
This shit for my family and my bros, too
No love in the streets, they getting colder
Too much on my mind for me to be sober
I’m still gonna be lit when this shit over
This shit for my family and my bros, too
We ain’t have no power, we ate cold food
I’m servin’ my folks when my friends go to school
I was in the trap before this shit was cool
Seem like every couple months we had to move
We ain’t have no power, we ate cold food
I’m serving my folks when my friends go to school
I was in the trap before this shit was cool
Seem like every couple months we had to move
Momma goin’ hard, daddy ain’t around
Gamblin’ and breakin’ in, and layin’ niggas down
Had to get my shit together, started sellin’ pounds
Fast forward a couple years, the world know me now, that’s crazy
Momma going to be hard, daddy ain’t around
Gamblin’ and breaking in, and laying niggas down
Had to get my shit together, started selling pounds
Fast forward a couple years, the world know me now, that’s crazy
Une journée d’plus dans l’ghetto (dans l’ghetto)
Cagoulé, j’ai coulé tout l’stock (tout l’stock)
Beaucoup trop d’kich’, trop d’seille-o (trop d’seille-o, boy)
Y a même pas assez d’élastiques
One more day in the ghetto (in the ghetto)
Hooded, I sunk all the stock (all the stock)
Too much money, too much sorrel (too much sorrel, boy)
There aren’t even enough elastics
Dans tout les cas, j’ai mon extendo
Sur moi, dis-moi, qui veut jouer au con? (Dis-moi, qui veut jouer?)
Et dans l’dos, j’ai dix milles coups d’schlass
Un Lambo’ tout noir, d’vant l’casino d’Monte-Carlo (hey)
In any case, I have my extension
On me, tell me, who wants to play stupid? (Tell me, who wants to play?)
And in the back, I have ten thousand castle shots
A black Lambo’, in front of the Monte-Carlo casino (hey)
Il m’faut un minimum avant qu’j’y aille
J’anticipe, j’suis sorti ganté (j’anticipe, j’suis sorti ganté)
Beaucoup d’sacrifices, boy, beaucoup d’histoires
J’finis la ‘teille, j’vais t’raconter (j’finis la ‘teille, j’vais t’raconter)
I need one minimum before I go
I anticipate, I came out gloved (I anticipated, I came out gloved)
Lots of sacrifices, boy, lots of stories
I finish the day, I’m going to tell (I’m finishing up, I’m going to tell you)
