letra de honestly - g herbo feat. juice wrld
honestly (ayy, southside, where you get all that drip?)
honestly
everything i wanna be
gotta work ’til it come to me
ain’t wanna be no wannabe
enemies they under me
honestly i wanna be
on the beach, white sand up under me
comfortably (comfortably)
i just want 100 g’s (100 g’s), foreign v’s (foreign v’s), louis v (louis v)
they like, “who is he?”
honestly when i was broke as fu-, you ain’t notice me
you thought days i was posted up
at the county jail where i’m ‘posed to be
now young ni- eating overly, i got hunnids old as trees
and money don’t grow on trees
but i’m gon’ blow it like leaves, ayy
pull up with turbo v’s, ayy, two-door amg’s, ayy
i started witnessing some of the sh-
that felt like it was make-believe, ayy
lil’ ni- neck on freeze, ayy
spent 100 racks on these, ayy
seen’t ’em tryna keep up and then lost everything
i can’t let that happen to me, ayy
feeling alive, i’m so happy to be, ayy
you k!lling my vibe, how long you-you see me
be happy for me, ayy
i’m fresh all the time, but you know my kicks ain’t buscemi
capital g fazos, nike need me on the payroll
i just took these off a day ago, k!llers gon’ do what i say so
angels gon’ give you a halo, and we got money to lay low
now when it come to the bread, i go with it like mayo
can’t let it go to my head. i had way too many days broke
honestly
honestly
everything i wanna be
gotta work ’til it come to me
ain’t wanna be no wannabe
enemies, they under me
honestly i wanna be
on the beach, white sand up under me
comfortably (comfortably)
i just want 100 g’s (100 g’s)
foreign v’s (foreign v’s), louis v (louis v)
they like, “who is he?”
i say honestly
i need honesty
get rich and i make my mama proud of me
a young rich ni-a, that’s what i’m ’bout to be
rolling gas, boy, yo sh- not loud to me
i’m getting used to the fame, ni- crowding me
i got demons and these brought ’em out of me
i’m on my boss sh-, ain’t no clowning me
let’s f- up saks fifth, hit the town on me
me and herbo pull up in a bentley coupe
ain’t not telling what we’ll say or what we’ll do
smoke gelato out the zip, feel like jet fuel
we’ll never let a f- know our next move
run up them big bags, that’s what we into
we just some real ni-, look what we been through
i put gucci on my backpack, but i don’t like school
i know you may love me, but bi- i don’t like you
honestly
honestly
everything i wanna be
gotta work ’til it come to me
ain’t wanna be no wannabe
enemies, they under me
honestly i wanna be
on the beach, white sand up under me
comfortably (comfortably)
i just want 100 g’s (100 g’s)
foreign v’s (foreign v’s), louis v (louis v)
they like, “who is he?”, yeah
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