More songs by Billard
Description
Contributor: Billard
Composer: Billard
Lyrics and translation
Original
Amen.
One hundred. Fuck you niggas thought I was doing, my nigga?
All hail Young B.
A-Amen. All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
Yeah, yeah. I'm from the Burbs, but I still kept it G.
All eyes, all eyes on me.
I'm the new Tupac of the streets. Thank God for a nigga like me.
I've been feeling myself, hoe.
Yeah, like never before, hoe.
If that nigga saving you, I'm just gonna make you my hoe, hoe.
Word, this that cocaine on the stove.
I got what y'all waiting for.
We know who next up to blow.
I just kicked down a few doors, to let these hoes know that I'm home.
I just been making it known, been flexing what all of this for. Listen to me, listen to me.
I showed you boys everything. Now you can see, greatness in me. Yeah. There's no competition in me.
That's all you can see, that's all you can see.
That there's nobody else that's in front of Young B. Front of Young B.
I'm destined to be, the greatest that you'll ever meet. All hail Young B.
A-amen. All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
Amen. Ten K, ten K for a show.
Niggas found out that your boy about to blow.
Hoe I got a feeling y'all been hating on the low. Why y'all hating on me? On me, on me.
I became bigger, now they all show me love. I been through the pain while I kept my head up.
Niggas say they real, but these niggas change up. Why y'all hating on me?
Young B, Young B. Maybe 'cause I'm feeling like the man of the year.
Everywhere I go, I know these bitches gonna stare.
One hundred in the building, we the realest niggas here.
We the realest niggas here, realest niggas here.
Ah, pay attention, let me show you how I feel, nigga, look at what I did.
English translation
Amen.
One hundred. Fuck you niggas thought I was doing, my nigga?
All hail Young B.
A-Amen. All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
Yeah, yeah. I'm from the Burbs, but I still kept it G.
All eyes, all eyes on me.
I'm the new Tupac of the streets. Thank God for a nigga like me.
I've been feeling myself, hoe.
Yeah, like never before, hoe.
If that nigga saving you, I'm just gonna make you my hoe, hoe.
Word, this that cocaine on the stove.
I got what y'all waiting for.
We know who next up to blow.
I just kicked down a few doors, to let these hoes know that I'm home.
I just been making it known, been flexing what all of this for. Listen to me, listen to me.
I showed you boys everything. Now you can see, greatness in me. Yeah. There's no competition in me.
That's all you can see, that's all you can see.
That there's nobody else that's in front of Young B. Front of Young B.
I'm destined to be, the greatest that you'll ever meet. All hail Young B.
A-amen. All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
All hail Young B.
Amen. Ten K, ten K for a show.
Niggas found out that your boy about to blow.
Hoe I got a feeling y'all been hating on the low. Why y'all hating on me? On me, on me.
I became bigger, now they all show me love. I been through the pain while I kept my head up.
Niggas say they real, but these niggas change up. Why y'all hating on me?
Young B, Young B. Maybe 'cause I'm feeling like the man of the year.
Everywhere I go, I know these bitches gonna stare.
One hundred in the building, we the realest niggas here.
We the realest niggas here, realest niggas here.
Ah, pay attention, let me show you how I feel, nigga, look at what I did.