Yours
Chief Keef Lyrics


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What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours

I was riding in that thingy, his bitch like freaky
Me, I like speeding
Ridin in them demons
Your thot don't speak English, me I speak Engla (England)
Money Danita
Pull up in the creature
My son ride the Forgis
Me I ride visas
Kay Kay Get that cash boy
Me I got visas
He say he got swag but me I got ether
He say he got Springfield me I got Lisa
Your bitch up finna three way I met her this week
She said that she a keeper thotie then keep her
The fuck I look like Peta
Da fuck you look like Tigga
Hell naw I be in the club like I'm legal

What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes
Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours

See I'm riding in that beamer, in the two seater
Boolin with a thotie
Thotie is eaters
I'm smoking on some Rifa
Red in my two litter
Paid 6 for my shades another 6 for my sneakers
3hunna that my savages, they kill for no reason
Run up on Benji, haha you tweaking
Everybody know I can't see it's not a secret
She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby I go deeper
She say he gettin' money, I don't believe her
Me, I be juggin, riding with me heater
I got molly Xanax, weed too, come see me
In the trap playing with them keys call me Stevie

What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You live with ya mama, in her household
I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
And I got hoes, and I got clothes




Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
And I got mines, and I got yours

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Chief Keef's "Yours" promote material wealth and success. The opening lines urge listeners to keep their mouths closed if they're not talking about money. Chief Keef boasts about his financial status and the women, clothes, weed, and jewelry that come along with it. He contrasts his baller lifestyle with those who still live with their mothers, suggesting that those who haven't achieved financial success are inferior.


In the second verse, Chief Keef emphasizes his status as a drug dealer, boasting about his access to a variety of drugs. He also talks about his gang and their willingness to kill without reason, showcasing the violent aspect of his lifestyle. The verse ends with a reference to his reputation as a drug dealer, comparing himself to Stevie Wonder playing with keys in the trap.


Overall, the lyrics to "Yours" glorify material wealth, drug dealing, and violence. Despite this, the song remains popular among fans of Chief Keef's music.


Line by Line Meaning

What you talking for, keep your mouth closed
Don't speak out of turn


Keep your mouth closed, if you ain't talking 'bout dough
Only talk about money if you have money


You ain't get dough, you ain't got dough
You have to earn in order to have


You live with ya mama, in her household
If you're not independent, you're not credible


I'm ballin' out though, and I got dough
I'm successful and rich


And I got hoes, and I got clothes
I have women and style


Bitch I got weed, and I got jewels
I have drugs and luxury


And I got mines, and I got yours
I have everything, including what you don't have


See I'm riding in that beamer, in the two seater
I'm cruising in a luxury car


Paid 6 for my shades another 6 for my sneakers
I spend lavishly on my appearance


3hunna that my savages, they kill for no reason
My associates are ruthless and violent


Everybody know I can't see it's not a secret
I'm famous and well-known in my community


She say her boyfriend go deep, but baby I go deeper
I'm better than her current partner in every aspect


I got molly Xanax, weed too, come see me
I have a variety of drugs available


In the trap playing with them keys call me Stevie
I'm involved in illegal drug trade




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Keith Cozart

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Years Later

I'll never get tired of this song 🔥

john wick

Mad i ain’t appreciate how legendary this mixtape was 🤯

Ralph

Man this brings back so many memories you dont even know i remember blasting this in the car with the gang 😢🕊

Stephanie Martinez

Wheeeewww lol. Nostalgia af.. this song reminds me when I lived in a world with just my daughter and bf. It was just us. In the middle of nowhere. We all we had. We would take long night drives together. Those were happy times <3 time changes, people change

ronnie

dobra nuta chief keef oby tak dalej

MvBibi smokes

A damn classic with Benji hell yeah 🔥

Kpree PCH

Memories Asf ..

Matthew Sandoval

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Kpree PCH

@LA OPTICAL active af 💥

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