Lyrics Couch - Pi'erre Bourne

Yo, Pi′erre, you wanna come out here?
I remember sleepin' on my brother couch, yeah, with a couple thou′
Now look at me now, we don't even be speakin' no more
Stack that paper like fill-out form, yeah, know I′ll just be fine
Pray to God, he takes his time but name a nigga who′ll be on time
You a fan so you fantasize, Juwanna Mann, Y'all nigga be lyin′
Hood legend, my city be wildin'
I′m in the trenches, I'm on the benches
With the family, it′s extended
New York Yankees, how I fitted
Like NAV, it's been a minute
They get mad, but I didn't
You know I′m up, no snooze
Ice on me like hockey dudes
Watch 12, yeah, we watch news
Make hits and combos, I got moves
Can′t swim but she gon' pool
Chain too cold, I keep my cool
Money talk, it be so rude
Fresh to death like Beetlejuice
Stack it up, I want my check
Will Smith, yeah, you know I′m fresh
It's a stake for cheese like Philly
Moncler on when I feel chilly
Aw, man, damn, my pockets swollen, yeah
Aw, man, my pocket full of blue old mans, yeah
She wanna order take-out but I still go in
Fuckin′ on baby girl, she leave her old man
I do not live by the water but girl is an ocean
We do not play no football, what is the motion?
Nigga mad we rich as fuck, you mad at your own skill
Hey, Matilda, I moved the dough, yeah, with no hands
Yeah, I jumped off the porch, I didn't wanna hold hands
Yeah, growin′ up in the hood as a kid, you become a grown man
I remember sleepin' on my brother couch, yeah, with a couple thou'
Now look at me now, we don′t even be speakin′ no more
Stack that paper like fill-out form, yeah, know I'll just be fine
Pray to God, he takes his time but name a nigga who′ll be on time
I remember sleepin' on my brother couch, yeah, with a couple thou′
Now look at me now, we don't even be speakin′ no more
Stack that paper like fill-out form, yeah, know I'll just be fine
Pray to God, he takes his time but name a nigga who'll be on time
Yeah, I′m on the block, yeah, with the Runtz
We got opps, so I stunt, see us ball like I dunk
I go hard, we go up, niggas mad ′cause they suck
I'm in the crib, my bitch roll up, Murakami pillow when we lay up
Boy you fake, David Blaine, remember I used to take the trains
Scared to get off at my stop, boy, you scared to meet the gang
I′m in the hood, I don't tuck my chain, ask Siri, what′s my name
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
It was hard, man, I got all these scars I could show
If you saw me, you would understand why we hope
They had no faith, I remember when we was broke
These hoes rotate, I remember I can′t save none of these hoes
They had the trap beatin', wondering why its J's at the door
I was uncomfortable, it′s so many roaches on the floor
My grandma across the street, she don′t want us stayin' over no more
I had to get on my feet, I didn′t wanna stay in the hood no more
I remember sleepin' on my brother couch, yeah, with a couple thou′
Now look at me now, we don't even be speakin′ no more
Stack that paper like fill-out form, yeah, know I'll just be fine
Pray to God, he takes his time but name a nigga who'll be on time
I remember sleepin′ on my brother couch, yeah, with a couple thou′
Now look at me now, we don't even be speakin′ no more
Stack that paper like fill-out form, yeah, know I'll just be fine
Pray to God, he takes his time but name a nigga who′ll be on time
When I say "Yo, Pi'erre", y′all say "Come out here"
Yo, Pi'erre, (come out here)
It don't matter
Them will shoot you down
Oh gosh
If your hands up or down
It don′t matter, they don′t give a damn
When I say "Pi'erre", y′all say "Bourne"
Pi'erre, (Bourne), Pi′erre, (Bourne), Pi'erre, (Bourne)
When I say "Soss", y′all say "House"
Soss, (house), soss, (house), soss, (house)
Alright I'm 'boutta go, I love y′all, if y′all wanna cop some merch-
Aye, aye, aye, hold on, if you wanna get some merch-
Fuck with me, if you want to, know what I'm sayin′?
I love y'all, I′ll be back soon