Pi’erre Bourne - YNS lyrics

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

Damn, I miss Jay P, yeah, free JJ, yeah
Free Jacques, nigga caught a body at fifteen
Watch that nigga, he gon' cross you like Zoro
Bitch, I'm on Houston, but I'm in SoHo
I'm getting bands like I went solo
He blew his advance and now he goin' broke
Interscope, yeah, like Eminem, 50 Cent
And Kendrick
You know I rock no suit and tie but, yeah
I'm 'bout my business
Smokin' a half to wastе some time
But we don't do division
That's So Ravеn with the grind
You know I got these visions

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
(We don't do division)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
(We don't do division)
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

All these wounds, nigga feel my pain
No more zaza, we smoke pain
I was so broke, felt so ashamed
Nigga talk shit, yeah, my tool in the safe
$5K fit's, Sossboy getting paid
I was in Europe, threw the boy off stage
It's all love, he just wan' be gang
Rappers be fans too, copy my plans too
All in their head just like some shampoo
Rollin' up trees, I got the bamboo
Fly to Belize, you fly to Cancun
This all me, you like a sample
I got the sauce, tomato, yeah, Campbell
Niggas be hating on me and got canceled
She grabbin' on my shit like a handle
'Member I fucked that bitch in the bando

Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, young nigga
Ayy, young nigga, ayy, young nigga
Yeah, got big dreams, yeah, on the big screen
Ayy, I was sixteen, yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

Got something up my sleeves
Chip on my shoulder, it's not yo' cheese
I flew my cousin to Cali
Nigga been in the trap all week
I'm tryna get him out the streets
He ain't gotta sell no more bags, on me
I thank the Lord every day
I'm blessed to take care all my needs
I smoke me one to the face every day
Tryna find my peace i seen Tay-K in jail
I heard he look up to me
I pray I never fail
I love when bitches be suckin' me
I'm hearing voices every day
I wonder if it's my boy Jay P

Yeah (yeah) , yeah (yeah) , yeah (yeah) , young nigga (yeah)
Ayy (yeah) , young nigga (yeah) , ayy (yeah) , young nigga (Young nigga shit)
Yeah (yeah) , yeah (This some young nigga shit) , yeah (yeah) , young nigga (This some young nigga shit)
Ayy (yeah) , young nigga (Ooh, young nigga shit) , ayy, young nigga
Yeah, got big dreams
(O oh) , yeah, on the big screen (Big screen)
Ayy, I was sixteen
(Sixteen) , yeah, in the strip club
Yeah, no ID, yeah, VIP
Yeah, with the killers, yeah, free Mont G

Don't forget, never give them the upper hand
You know what I'm sayin'? That's the word
Walk, walk, she walked out, walked off on me
Walk, walk, she walked out, walked
Off on me, ha, ha
Gyal, the agony