YESTERDAY Lyrics (English Translation) – Hamza

Read the full YESTERDAY (English Translation) lyrics by Hamza along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Hamza’s music, you can also explore SMOKIN & DRINKIN and LOCATION, two other songs by 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