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letra de no guts, no glory - g herbo

[intro]
uh, uh
this that real player sh-t, you know, from a real player that just sit back and look at life and see how this sh-t goin’ now
yeah

[verse]
i just been in mode
this for them b-tches that ain’t love me, before i was in that rolls (phew)
but f-ck them hoes, i’m still runnin’ tryna chase my goals (swervo)
they all eaters, like the reaper, tryna take my soul
they call me the humble one, but i know i’m the g.o.a.t (goat)
yeah i’m calm, i’m still a tickin’ bomb, i’ma blow
got the world sittin’ in my palms, drop the lo’
how much i pay? got too many charms, i don’t know (i don’t know)
i’m in the ‘raq, i ain’t even see my mom or with my bros (bros)
you tell me show up, i can’t pull up armed, i don’t go (won’t go)
and n-ggas talk but they don’t mean no harm, they some hoes (you know that)
k!llers spinnin’, i ain’t in attendance, i’m a no-show
if you mention me, i know what’s up, that’s just promo
big g herbo fly without that fire, that’s a no-no
this b-tch been on my side since my n-gga died, flamin’ that iron, my lil’ n-gga fried
i’m really that n-gga, how can i hide? fly to atlanta and pop out at hyde
walk out of hyde and go to the bove
seen that water, i dove (you know that)
and i’ma stick to the code (you know that)
i used to play with the stove (you know that)
i used to pay for them o’s
now they payin’ for records i sold
now i just fly to new york and i’m payin’ the jeweler for makin’ my mode (swervo)
now i got like three cribs and three kids, i feel like i’m old
i taught them n-ggas the game, they know what it is, i feel like they owe me
really a n-gga don’t owe me sh-t, if you was born by yourself, get rich
beat my his mom, made him pick the switch, five years later that switch on the stick (brr)
i was down, i ain’t have sh-t, swervo rich, i still ain’t switch
made the drive, but i can’t pick ’cause all these hoes on my d-ck
used to ridin’ with that bl!ck
used to love firin’ like my bic
swervo ridin’ in that six
g six three, that’s my b-tch
wreck the ‘hawk, got it towed
lost my dog, bought him froze (max)
wish the bulls would’ve gave d-rose a max
still ball like d-rose at saks
i be switchin’ from rolls to lamb’
i be switchin’ from rolls to ‘lac
i be switchin’ from rapper to savage
savages love me, let ’em hold the sack
i’m still the same, word to my tats
c-ck and bang, word to my gat
i’m so charismatic i act
you ain’t even know i act like that
i barely pop outside with stacks
i got to pop outside with straps
soon as i pop out i’m on go
how bro pop outside and lack?
[outro]
g herbo
swervo
i’m g herbo and swervo, can’t even-
i can’t even tell the difference between g herbo and swervo

- g herbo

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