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[Intro: G
Young on the beat
G
You know I'm a street nigga--real street nigga and that's common
Everybody you 'posed to get money, stay out the way

1: G Herbo]
Lookin' the barrel of that hammer for my last time
Made me slow down, at life
Why I'm just give you mine?
'09 I was doin'
Broke as fuck, shirts, on the bus
Since I been gettin' paper, shit holdin' up
I never break nigga, for what?
damn waist still loaded up
it up
If you throwin' Bs, nigga, it up
Niggas what up
If you book me for a show, know I it up
Soon as he pull up through the of the door, got them poles wit' us
And I'm as fuck
Only up 10K bankrolls and up
10K, that's a
Pull 100 racks out the bank, put it back in
Be if you lackin'
How 'bout blow the whole 30 shots and get in?
Keep head up in the rack then
Yeah, okay, get whacked
Better have eyes in your then
Better keep the strap on your lap
keep your homies on [?]
I'm gon' put one up in yo' chest then
Better go than the feds then
Okay, we givin' face shots, nothin' less
On the block 24, no
over niggas, drop 10 out FNs
I don't give a fuck, I done my best friend
All this money be why I'm stressed then
Too many times I was close to in the streets
keep gridin', keep gettin' checks in
Gotta kill by any
Enemy to me
I can't accept
Pickin' up backends every weekend, that's a least 60 racks a week

G Herbo]
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
wit' them pistols out there all day
I been wit' my out there all day
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' pistols out there all day
I been wit' my out there all day

[Verse 2: Blac
Everything I grind for
You know I work for mines, bro
They showed me love when I was broke, they changed when I signed, bro
turn their back on me
Swear to God, a fact homie
At first them niggas they was black wit' me, then they went a little on me
They got a little dogs
I got a more smart
I backed away from that bullshit, then I got a more far
I'm the most gangster from my city
I don't wanna know 'cause it my business
I don't a fuck about her feelings
Fuck that bitch I want that bitch, I don't want dealings
I was in a drug bust my dope on the backseat
Gun on the front seat wit' my bracelet on my feet
I on the block all day
Shot a in the hallway
Have you ever ran in the corner store, pulled a stickup day?
Shout out 'cause she put me out
Shout out nigga ever [?] me out
Same nigga threw a cross at me, same nigga ain't wit' me now
Same niggas when I went to jail, they ain't my [?]
Same broke bad when I did time
Same nigga my bitch when I was on the run

G Herbo]
Alleys, corners,
orders all day
Posted wit' them pistols out all day
I been wit' my out there all day
Alleys, corners,
Placin' all day
Posted wit' them out there all day
I been my niggas out there all day