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Pi'erre Bourne Lyrics


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(Yo, yo, Pi'erre)

This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends

I don't want you, girl, you temporary, hey
Help me understand like a dictionary, hey
Let me love you to death like obituaries, hey
She want ice cream, blow a
Bag in Ben & Jerry's, hey
Girl, I'm a dog, I am not a prarie, wait
Smoke Phineas herb, this is not a Perry, hey
Used to drop songs when my parents ain't home
Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary

Old friends (yeah, yeah)

Gotta be a boss, not a secretary, hey
My old friends dead like a cemetery, hey
I'm catchin' flights, new itinerary, damn
People talk when you ball
That's just commentary, hey
They sleep on me like it's narcolepsy, hey
I'm Penny Hardaway, can't be secondary, hey
Used to DM rappers your brand-new songs
Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary

This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart




Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Pi'erre Bourne expresses the complex emotions that come with the end of a friendship. He begins by acknowledging that the situation is "bittersweet" and that it has "broke his heart." This indicates that part of him still holds onto the positive memories and moments shared with his old friends, but at the same time, he recognizes that relationships naturally evolve and people grow apart. It is a painful realization for him.


He describes how he spends his days smoking and reminiscing about the good times he had with his old friends. This suggests that he may use these activities as a way to cope with the loss and reflect on the past. The choice to smoke could symbolize a desire to escape or numb the pain.


Pi'erre then shifts focus to a romantic relationship, referring to a girl who he sees as temporary. He wants her to help him understand the situation, much like consulting a dictionary. However, he also expresses a desire to love her intensely, as if to drown out the pain he feels from the broken friendship. The reference to ice cream and Ben & Jerry's could be a metaphor for indulgence and temporary pleasures.


He goes on to call himself a "dog" and emphasizes his independence, suggesting that he thrives on his own. He smokes Phineas herb, likely another metaphor for finding solace and peace. He mentions how in the past, he used to release songs when his parents weren't around, implying a sense of rebelliousness and an unwillingness to be constrained by others' expectations. The line about the tape dropping in Never-uary adds a touch of irony, suggesting that the release may never come, possibly hinting at the unpredictability of success in the music industry.


Pi'erre emphasizes his growth and determination, comparing himself to a boss rather than a secretary. He views his old friends as "dead" like a cemetery, indicating that those friendships have completely ended. He is now focused on his own success, traveling and following a new itinerary. However, he acknowledges that people will always talk when you achieve something and considers such commentary as merely background noise. The narcolepsy line implies that others underestimate him and overlook his potential. He compares himself to Penny Hardaway, a former professional basketball player, highlighting his own skills and dismissing any notion of being secondary to others.


In the chorus, Pi'erre reiterates the bittersweet nature of the situation and the pain he feels from the loss of these friendships. He recognizes the inevitability of people growing apart but still holds onto the memories and good times he shared with his old friends. The repetition of the chorus reinforces the emotional weight of these sentiments. Overall, these lyrics showcase Pi'erre Bourne's introspection, emotional vulnerability, and personal growth in the face of changing relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

This shit bittersweet
This situation is both positive and negative, causing mixed emotions.


This shit broke my heart
This situation deeply hurt me emotionally.


We no longer friends, people grow apart
Our friendship has ended as people naturally drift away from each other.


Days like this, smoke and reminisce
On days like today, I smoke and reflect on the past.


'Bout the good times with my old friends
Remembering the enjoyable moments spent with my previous friends.


I don't want you, girl, you temporary, hey
I don't desire a long-term relationship with you, girl, as you are only temporary.


Help me understand like a dictionary, hey
Assist me in comprehending things clearly, just like a dictionary does.


Let me love you to death like obituaries, hey
Allow me to love you intensely, as if I would love you until death, similar to obituaries declaring someone's passing.


She want ice cream, blow a bag in Ben & Jerry's, hey
She desires ice cream, so I'm willing to spend a significant amount of money at Ben & Jerry's.


Girl, I'm a dog, I am not a prairie, wait
Girl, I am promiscuous and not monogamous. Don't mistake me for a calm and steady person like a prairie.


Smoke Phineas herb, this is not a Perry, hey
I smoke high-quality marijuana, not something of low quality, like what Phineas from 'Phineas and Ferb' might have.


Used to drop songs when my parents ain't home
I used to release my music when my parents were not present at home.


Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary
Your music tape release is indefinitely delayed, as if there is no month called Never-uary.


Gotta be a boss, not a secretary, hey
I need to be an influential figure, not someone who takes orders as a secretary would.


My old friends dead like a cemetery, hey
My previous friends are no longer present in my life, just like how the deceased rest in a cemetery.


I'm catchin' flights, new itinerary, damn
I am frequently traveling by plane, following a fresh schedule of destinations.


People talk when you ball, that's just commentary, hey
When you excel and succeed, people will talk about it, but it's merely their commentary or opinions.


They sleep on me like it's narcolepsy, hey
They underestimate my talent and abilities to the point of disregarding them, as if they have the sleep disorder narcolepsy.


I'm Penny Hardaway, can't be secondary, hey
I am like Penny Hardaway, a former professional basketball player, and I refuse to be in a secondary or subordinate position.


Used to DM rappers your brand-new songs
I used to send direct messages to other rappers, sharing my latest songs with them.


Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary
Your music tape release is indefinitely delayed, as if there is no month called Never-uary.


This shit bittersweet
This situation is both positive and negative, causing mixed emotions.


This shit broke my heart
This situation deeply hurt me emotionally.


We no longer friends, people grow apart
Our friendship has ended as people naturally drift away from each other.


Days like this, smoke and reminisce
On days like today, I smoke and reflect on the past.


'Bout the good times with my old friends
Remembering the enjoyable moments spent with my previous friends.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JORDAN TIMOTHY JENKS

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Yah Son

This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
I don't want you, girl, you temporary, hey
Help me understand like a dictionary, hey
Let me love you to death like obituaries, hey
She want ice cream, blow a bag in Ben & Jerry's, hey
Girl, I'm a dog, I am not a prarie, wait
Smoke Phineas herb, this is not a Perry, hey
Used to drop songs when my parents ain't home
Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta be a boss, not a secretary, hey
My old friends dead like a cemetery, hey
I'm catchin' flights, new itinerary, damn
People talk when you ball, that's just commentary, hey
They sleep on me like it's narcolepsy, hey
I'm Penny Hardaway, can't be secondary, hey
Used to DM rappers your brand-new songs
Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my old friends
This shit bittersweet
This shit broke my heart
We no longer friends, people grow apart
Days like this, smoke and reminisce
'Bout the good times with my






You’re welcome 🔥👌🏾



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tikaij

Days like this, smoke and reminisce, about the good times, with my old friends 😔

Dreese

Listening to this snippet daily years back helped me get through my breakup in 9th grade lol

Dreese

Wautermelin no cappity

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Itsboutmelodies

Everyone feels that hook 🔥🔥🔥🔥

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that line gives me straight goose bumps with how relatable it is

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Neonn

Shoutout to pierre for releasing the leaks that everyone wanted

Lewis Moss

Carti needs to take notes

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Droy

@Lewis Moss I dont think his label tryna have him do that

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