Yeah Yeah
Pastor Troy & Criminal Manne Lyrics
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How can I explain this game?
Got me on the road everyday, to fill my name,
Me and my dreams of gettin the world crunk,
The hits bring bling, and do the ATL stomp, this thang real,
I got the gun chill, cranberry's and x pills,
Smokin on the best of the best,
When you see me you know I'm fresh,
Probably roll my other up, tell them what, I don't give a fu**,
Prince's cut, round my neck, round my wrist, in my ear,
In my son ear, in his mama ear, crystal clear,
Listen hear, this fo all y'all ni**az bitin' my flow,
Wanna come up in the game, I can't stand a mane actin like I don't know,
Yeah!!!, There's been a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin?
Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin,
Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta suspicion, about who I'm fu**in, about who I'm hittin
Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa)
I been watchin these ni**az from a fog,
My best friend left me with some dope in his car,
So now I been hesitant to roll with the crowd,
I represent ni**az smokin dro', actin wild(ya feel me now?)
I been bouncin, ever since the 9 dro,
Money, cars, clothes, hoes, 17 years old...
Hop in the club with no I.D., no ni**a here is gonna try me, zone 1, 2, 3 are e s p e see t
V.I.P, bout 20 deep, hardest nigga in the street,
Tryin to find me a bi*** I can check,
Probably be the bitch on the deck,
Better yet, I'ma slap a bi*** ass ni**a, a fu** ass ni**a, ol bitin ass ni**a,
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin?
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin,
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta suspicion, about who I'm fu**in, about who I'm hittin,
Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa)
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin?
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin,
Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta suspicion, about who I'm fu**in, about who I'm hittin,
Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa)
The lyrics of Pastor Troy's "Yeah!!!" tells the story of his rise to fame in the music industry and the challenges he faced along the way. He talks about the sacrifices he had to make to achieve his dreams, including traveling on the road every day to build his name. He also mentions his aspirations to put Atlanta on the map as a music hub, which he believes he has done through his hits that bring "bling" and the famous ATL stomp.
Pastor Troy also talks about the negative side of fame, including the suspicion and rumors about his personal life, particularly who he's sleeping/having sex with. He is frustrated that some people in the game are biting his style and trying to come up with a similar flow, which he finds insincere and disingenuous.
The chorus repeats the lines "whole lotta talking" and "whole lotta biting" to reinforce these ideas of fame challenges and competition in the music world. Pastor Troy also advocates for loyalty and authenticity in the industry and encourages people to keep fighting for their place.
Line by Line Meaning
How can I explain this game?
I'm trying to understand the music industry.
Got me on the road everyday, to fill my name,
I'm constantly touring and promoting myself.
Me and my dreams of gettin the world crunk,
I want to make the whole world party and have a good time.
The hits bring bling, and do the ATL stomp, this thang real,
My successful songs give me money, fame, and the ability to represent my city.
I got the gun chill, cranberry's and x pills,
I'm calm and relaxed because I have a gun for protection and I'm also using drugs.
Smokin on the best of the best,
I'm smoking the highest quality weed available.
When you see me you know I'm fresh,
My appearance is always stylish and up-to-date.
In the black lambo, I ain't ridin there hoe,
I'm driving a black Lamborghini and not giving a ride to anyone I don't know.
Probably roll my other up, tell them what, I don't give a fu**,
I might be rolling another joint and don't care what others think about it.
Prince's cut, round my neck, round my wrist, in my ear,
I'm wearing expensive jewelry, including something from Prince.
In my son ear, in his mama ear, crystal clear,
My family is also enjoying the same high-quality sound system as me.
Listen hear, this fo all y'all ni**az bitin' my flow,
I'm addressing those copying my style.
Wanna come up in the game, I can't stand a mane actin like I don't know,
I don't appreciate those pretending not to know me and trying to make it in the music industry.
I been watchin these ni**az from a fog,
I've been keeping an eye on my competition from a distance.
My best friend left me with some dope in his car,
My friend accidentally gave me some drugs to hold on to.
So now I been hesitant to roll with the crowd,
I'm now cautious about hanging out with large groups of people.
I represent ni**az smokin dro', actin wild(ya feel me now?),
I represent those smoking weed and acting wild.
I been bouncin, ever since the 9 dro,
I've been getting attention since I was 19 years old.
Money, cars, clothes, hoes, 17 years old...
I started making money and experiencing success at a young age.
Hop in the club with no I.D., no ni**a here is gonna try me, zone 1, 2, 3 are e s p e see t
I don't need a fake ID to enter clubs and I'm respected in my neighborhood.
V.I.P, bout 20 deep, hardest nigga in the street,
I'm in the VIP section with a large group and I'm considered the toughest guy in the area.
Tryin to find me a bi*** I can check,
I'm looking for a woman to have control over.
Probably be the bitch on the deck,
She might be the one dancing on stage.
Better yet, I'ma slap a bi*** ass ni**a, a fu** ass ni**a, ol bitin ass ni**a,
I might even physically harm someone who copies my style.
Yeah!!!, There's been a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin?
I want to be compensated for my work instead of just hearing people talk.
Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin,
I'm encouraging others to keep fighting and protecting their music style.
Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta suspicion, about who I'm fu**in, about who I'm hittin
There are a lot of rumors going around about my romantic relationships.
Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa)
I want to know why someone can't support me this year because I'm serious about my music career.
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