YESTERDAY Lyrics (English Translation) by Hamza is a latest French song in the voice of Hamza. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new Yesterday song lyrics are also written by Hamza. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. The song It paints a raw and emotional picture of life in a rough neighborhood. It talks about broken families, drug dealing, violence, and growing up too fast. The artist reflects on pain, lost sleep, and trying to escape through weed and alcohol. Despite the chaos, there’s a strong sense of loyalty, survival, and a desire to protect loved ones, especially his mom.
Paroles de YESTERDAY (English Translation) – Hamza
[Intro]
Yeah, wah
Skrt, skrt, yeah
[Pre-chorus]
The girls in my ghetto don’t even have hearts anymore, yeah
She cooks dope in front of the crying girl, yeah
There are kids in my neighborhood, they’re not even afraid anymore, yeah
With a little luck, bullets graze you, yeah
There are junkies, zombies, junkies, zombies
Little brothers have grown up, they’ve become bandits
Counting the bills, recounting the baddies
In an organized gang like the Illuminati
[Chorus]
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues, I light up the weed, I pump and I cough
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues The blues, I light up the weed, I puff, and I cough.
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday.
[Verse 1]
Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday, I’m okay if my mother is okay.
Haters came to raid the club, mothers left to lay flowers.
Getting rich wasn’t the plan, I just wanted to live my passion.
I’m so high right now, I have a Glock on me, but I’m a laid-back guy.
All those poems for her that she burned down, alcohol and weed are ruining my health.
These voices in my head only haunt me. She wants me to love her, she doesn’t make me hard anymore.
No one chooses to live in slums, we take death where the streets cursed us.
You’ll have to get khalass if you want the product. I want the luxury life like Zack and Cody.
Running away from the OR is just a utopia here. Throw everything in the toilet before the cops break in.
Yesterday, yesterday, I think about my brodies in cages everyday.
She comes out of the kitchen with her fingers covered in coc*ine.
I don’t need advice, I just want to be paid.
[Pre-chorus]
The girls in my ghetto don’t even have hearts anymore, yeah.
She cooks dope in front of the crying girl, yeah.
There are kids in my neighborhood, they’re not even afraid anymore, yeah.
With a little luck, bullets graze you, yeah.
There are junkies, zombies, junkies, zombies.
Little brothers have grown up, they’ve become bandits.
Counting the bills, recounting the baddies.
In an organized gang like Illuminati
[Chorus]
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues, I light up the weed, I puff and I cough
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues, I light up the weed, I puff and I cough
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday
[Verse 2]
S/o my looters, my killers, my drug dealers and my heartbreakers
He was counting his change while drinking the liquor, the police broke his te-por at 6 o’clock, damn
I light up a weed and I go to dinner, no one can change his destiny
I inhale mar!juana in the morning, the little ones in the block are all equipped
My life, it’s real, fu*k the movies, blood under the TN, fu*k the movies
I lost friends and it messed me up, I drown myself in Henny when I need to forget
Call me “Baby”, don’t be afraid, my baby, since I fu*ked everything up my lifestyle is crazy
The girls in my ghetto, they cook that Cookie
Refill your metal and smoke that mole
Smoke that dope, smoke that dope, junkies, zombies who smoke that dope
Baby, I don’t need to stick out my chest, I’ve got promethazine in my codeine cup
Right now, pop the pills right now, tell me wassup right now
I start the chop right now, now, now
[Pre-chorus]
The girls in my ghetto don’t even have hearts anymore, yeah
She cooks dope in front of the crying girl, yeah
Y There are kids in my neighborhood, they’re not even scared anymore, yeah
With a little luck, bullets graze you, yeah
There are junkies, zombies, junkies, zombies
Little brothers have grown up, they’ve become bandits
Counting the bills, recounting the baddies
In an organized gang like the Illuminati
[Chorus]
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues, I light up the weed, I puff and I cough
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday
I think about my dad, sometimes I get the blues, I light up the weed, I puff and I cough
I haven’t slept a wink since yesterday, haven’t slept a wink since yesterday
Hamza Songs
YESTERDAY (English Translation) Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
Just hyping up the vibe, nothing deep here.
[Pre-chorus]
He’s painting a picture of a tough neighborhood where even the girls have lost their emotions. There’s drug dealing happening openly, even in front of sad or scared kids. The young ones around him have become so used to danger that nothing scares them anymore, not even bullets. Drug addicts and people lost in addiction are everywhere. The younger boys have grown into criminals and are now making money, chasing women, and running things in a tight crew, almost like a secret society.
[Chorus]
He gets hit with waves of sadness when thinking about his father. To deal with the pain, he smokes weed, which makes him cough. He hasn’t been able to sleep since the day before, like he’s haunted by thoughts and emotions that just won’t let him rest. The cycle of smoking and sleeplessness keeps repeating, and it shows how deep his sadness really runs.
[Verse 1]
As long as his mom is okay, he feels like he can survive anything. But there’s violence—enemies crashing clubs and moms mourning lost kids. He never set out to be rich, just wanted to do what he loves. He’s high, carrying a gun, but says he’s chill by nature. The love he once gave to someone was rejected, and now he’s drowning in alcohol and drügs. He hears dark thoughts in his head and doesn’t feel love the same anymore. Living in the slums isn’t a choice—they’re just trying to survive where the streets seem cursed. If you want drügs, you need to pay up. He dreams of living a flashy life, like in a TV show. Escaping the hospital or police is just wishful thinking. When the cops come, people flush the drügs. He thinks about his friends locked up and the struggles they face. There’s a woman in the kitchen dealing drügs, and he’s not interested in advice—just in making money.
[Pre-chorus]
Once again, he talks about how the girls around him have become cold. Drug cooking is happening right in front of sad kids. The kids have gotten so used to violence, it doesn’t scare them anymore. Addicts are everywhere, looking like zombies. Young boys who used to be innocent are now in gangs, counting money and chasing girls, all under a powerful, tight structure like a secret society.
[Chorus]
He’s still thinking about his father, and it gets him down. Smoking weed is his way to try to cope, but it just makes him cough and doesn’t bring peace. He hasn’t slept since yesterday—again stuck in that same restless place of sadness and stress.
[Verse 2]
He’s shouting out to the people in his world—those who steal, kill, sell drügs, and break hearts. One of them was just having a drink and counting change when the cops raided him early in the morning. He lights up a joint and tries to relax, knowing that fate can’t really be changed. He smokes weed first thing in the morning, and even the younger ones in his block are armed and ready. He says his life isn’t fake like in movies—it’s violent and real, with blood on the ground. Losing friends messed him up, so he drinks heavy liquor when he wants to forget. He talks to someone affectionately, maybe a girlfriend, but admits his life’s a mess and wild now. Girls in his area are cooking drügs, and people are ready with weapons and drügs constantly. Addicts are everywhere, lost in their highs. He doesn’t need to act tough because he’s already deep into drügs like codeine and pills. He’s living in the moment, popping pills, asking what’s going on, and starting trouble instantly.
[Pre-chorus]
He keeps showing how harsh his environment is. Girls around him have hardened, drügs are being made in plain sight, and kids are so used to violence that they don’t even flinch anymore. There are drug users everywhere, and young boys have turned into full-time gang members. They’re focused on money and women, all working together in a crew that’s run like a secret group.
[Chorus]
The sadness about his dad still lingers, and he’s using weed to try to push those feelings away. But even after smoking, he can’t sleep, and he’s stuck in that same loop of pain and exhaustion that hasn’t lifted since yesterday.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung YESTERDAY (English Translation) song?
A. YESTERDAY (English Translation) song is sung by Hamza.
Q. Who wrote YESTERDAY (English Translation) lyrics?
A. YESTERDAY (English Translation) lyrics are penned by Hamza.
Q. Who has given the music of YESTERDAY (English Translation) song?
A. YESTERDAY (English Translation) music is composed and produced by Hamza.
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