​intro (The Life Of Pi’erre 3) lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck y'all n*ggas talkin' 'bout?
These n*ggas really underestimating me
Like, these n*ggas just don't know
I came up hip-hop, n*gga, I'ma die hip-hop, n*gga
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I got no plans of failing
Even when this sh*t gets real overwhelming
Yeah, I just start overexcelling
I can't help it, I'm addicted
Getting money ain't never been consistent
So I'm always on a mission
Man, I can't afford to miss it
Doors openin' just as fast as doors closin' and
We was supposed to be Lamborghini [?] whips
We can't even afford a whip
It's crazy when you can't buy your lil boys some sh*t
Some Jordan kicks, some food
I just did it all off of Pro Tools
Now I'm Epic like the movie
No critics can't stop
Got to keep it movin' and I'm sorry
I just want to get the Top Golf, Arnold Palmer
I just want to get my rocks off
But, sh*t, I'm no geologist
I done seen sh*t all go in a day
I done seen n*ggas blow up in a day
Man, this sh*t is cray
I know my time coming but just a traffic jam away
Dog, I want a Rollie
I want a motherf*cking Rollie, a gold one
I don't want no diamonds, I want a gold one
[Interlude]
On some real
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
You should've seen my transition
More than some Wale ambition
Same n*ggas watchin', man, they couldn't see the vision
Now they feel the braille, it's time to give 'em hell
OG Maco n*ggas, yeah, they tried to finesse
Ayy, y'all still doing bad, bruh, I'm good, yeah, I'm blessed
Woah, same n*ggas that need they mixtape mixed
Hittin' me for lame sh*t, ain't tryna pay sh*t
This is how I eat
This is how I hang in these streets
Supply and demand
Got some n*ggas doin' [?]
Tryna feed they fam
sh*t always been tight
You just wasn't in the can
Packed like sardines
n*ggas tryna prosper
Can't trust these hoes 'cause these hoes dishonest
Got no insurance, I can't even see a doctor
But I know, yeah, I know, God got me
'Cause the best medicine's a prayer
[Interlude]
Whoa, best medicine's a prayer
The best medicine's a prayer
The best medicine's a prayer
The best medicine's a prayer

[Verse 3]
All my n*ggas Gucci
Swiping for that Louis
Seen them n*ggas 18 in a Bimmer, whoa
Queens get the mula
I got sharpshooters
[?] my computers, let's make a million
Netflix and Hulu
Make her dance on my di*k, I f*cked her in a tutu
No, I don't eat no poo poo but the pus*y cuckoo
Head game crucial
Baby, can I order the usual? Whoa

[Outro]
Yeah
These n*ggas think I'm playing
These n*ggas really thought
I was just gonna do sh*t on AutoTune, huh?
It's motherf*ckin' Pi'erre Bourne, man
The young GOAT, n*gga
f*ck you mean?