Nun id change
by Yeat
Summary
"Nun id change" by Yeat dives into the highs and lows of fame and wealth. He talks about his struggles with identity and feeling disconnected, despite living a flashy lifestyle.
Full Analysis
Yeat's song paints a vivid picture of what it's like to achieve fame and fortune but still feel empty inside. He rides the wave of success with money and luxury, yet reveals a deeper struggle with his emotions and relationships. The contrast between the glamorous surface and the personal turmoil adds a layer of complexity to the track.
Verse 1
I-I-I'm
Remember (Remember)
I-I-I'm
I-I'm working on dying
BNYX
In this opening verse, Yeat sets a tone of introspection. He repeats "I-I-I'm," which feels hesitant and uncertain. This suggests he's grappling with his identity. The phrase "working on dying" hints at a deeper struggle, possibly implying a feeling of losing himself in the fame game. The mention of "BNYX" might be a nod to his crew or a representation of his brand, grounding him in his reality.
Chorus
Red bottoms up, money gettin' slain
Red bottoms out, hunnid mill' in cash, nun'
I'd change, now I got the fame
Hoppin' out the Range, diamonds on, , diamonds on my face
Nun' I can say, I, I'on fuck with all the lames
Here, the chorus emphasizes the lavish lifestyle Yeat now leads. "Red bottoms" refer to high-end shoes, symbolizing wealth and status. The mention of cash and fame highlights his success, but the lines about not wanting to associate with "all the lames" show a clear division between him and those he feels are beneath him. It reflects a common theme in hip-hop about wanting to rise above the crowd.
Verse 2
Take time off, bitch (Yeah)
Gettin' head by the chain, muhfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side everyday, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time a muh'fuck play, everybody say that in they face, uh
In this verse, Yeat continues to flaunt his lifestyle while revealing a more aggressive side. "Gettin' head by the chain" mixes pleasure and wealth, showing how intertwined they are for him. The mention of having a "Glock" suggests he feels the need for protection in his high-stakes life. This adds a layer of danger to the glamor, hinting that fame comes with its own threats.
Chorus
It was not everyday, turnin' back
Burn a mill' everyday, got the cash comin' in big time
Pussy too hungry, I'm whinin', call up big slime, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'boutta boot up
The chorus repeats, reinforcing that daily life is a whirlwind of money and indulgence. "Burn a mill' everyday" shows how he’s spending money as fast as he makes it, which can feel overwhelming. The mention of "big slime" could refer to a close friend or partner in crime, suggesting that he relies on his circle to navigate this chaotic lifestyle.
Bridge
I don't understand myself, I don't fuck with nobody, at all
None of these muhfuckers love their self, they're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel (Ugh)
In this bridge, Yeat opens up about his feelings of isolation. He admits he struggles to understand himself, which is a raw and honest moment. His line about others not loving themselves adds a sense of shared struggle, indicating he sees his peers as lost too. The desire to feel something genuine amidst the chaos reveals a longing for connection that his fame hasn’t satisfied.
Chorus
Fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Yeah)
I been gettin' fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), get high to the moon
I been fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), gettin' high to the moon
Fly, fly, fly (Fly), fly (Fly, fly-fly-fly)
The final chorus shifts the focus to feeling "fly," which connects to both his success and possibly his drug use. "Get high to the moon" suggests escapism, using substances to cope with his reality. This repetition emphasizes a state of euphoria, but it also highlights the temporary nature of that high compared to his underlying struggles.
Closing Thoughts
"Nun id change" gives listeners a glimpse into Yeat's life filled with luxury and fame, but it also reveals the darker sides that come with it. The contrast between the flashy lifestyle and his internal battles makes the song relatable, showing that success doesn’t always bring happiness. Yeat’s honesty about his feelings adds depth to his persona, making the track more than just a celebration of wealth. It’s a reminder that even in the spotlight, many artists grapple with their own demons.
Full Lyrics
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Remember (Remember)
I-I-I'm
I-I'm working on dying
BNYX
Red bottoms up, money gettin' slain
Red bottoms out, hunnid mill' in cash, nun'
I'd change, now I got the fame
Hoppin' out the Range, diamonds on—, diamonds on my face
Nun' I can say, I—I'on fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch (Yeah)
Gettin' head by the chain, muhfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side everyday, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time a muh'fuck play, everybody say that in they face, uh
It was not everyday, turnin' back
Burn a mill' everyday, got the cash comin' in big time
Pussy too hungry, I'm whinin', call up big slimе, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'boutta boot up
Yeah, 'boutta fool up, 'boutta tint thе crank baby, 'boutta fool up
I don't understand myself, I don't fuck with nobody, at all
None of these muhfuckers love their self, they're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel (Ugh)
Fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Yeah)
I been gettin' fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), get high to the moon
I been fly (Fly), fly (Fly), fly (Fly), gettin' high to the moon
Fly, fly, fly (Fly), fly (Fly, fly-fly-fly)
Red bottoms up, money gettin' slain
Red bottoms out, hunnid mill' in cash
Nun' I'd change, now I got the fame
Hoppin' out the Range, diamonds on—diamonds on my face
Nun' I can say, I-I'on fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch (Yeah)
Gettin' head by the chain, muhfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side everyday, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time a muhfucker play, everybody say that in they face, uh
It was not everyday, turnin' back
Burn a mill' everyday, got the cash comin' in big time
Pussy too hungry, I'm whinin', call up big slime, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'boutta boot up
Yeah, 'boutta fool up, 'boutta tint the crank baby, 'boutta fool up
I don't understand myself, I don't fuck with nobody, at all
None of these muhfuckers love their self, they're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel (Ugh)