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letra de nothin - g herbo

[intro]
uh
man, i survived the trenches a thousand times
everything i been through, i survived three-four times every war (big swerve)
yeah, i ain’t gon’ talk to much but i could talk a lot on cap
n-gga know what it is with me
everybody know what it is with me
from the streets to the industry (we was back in the wild, wild west, you hear them)
go

[verse 1]
i was the roughest, toughest, got it all, but i come from nothin’ (nothin’)
from a dime, i’ll make a hundred, i was on the corner hustlin’ (yeah)
i ain’t even have a dime, all i had was time
i might serve ten years gettin’ caught for a controlled substance
i can’t even count all the nights i heard a glock bustin’ (fire)
had to go against my first mind, but that’s my brother, f-ck it
for my brother, i’ll hop out no mask with my fire, buckin’ (grrt)
i got smoke, i’m in the ‘raq but i am not ducking (grrt, grrt)
these n-ggas hatin’ on me, low-key, they just love me in public
i got a stick on me all the time and i be tryin’ tuck it (f-ck it)
got a bad b-tch, she on my d-ck, i’m tellin’ the world suck it (suck a d-ck)
and i’m so quick to change the subject, i be like “f-ck it” (yeah)

[chorus]
i don’t care ’bout nothin’ (i don’t care ’bout nothin’)
i got too many people i love, so i can’t care ’bout nothin’ (f-ck n-gga)
f-ck n-gga (i can’t care ’bout nothin’)
f-ck n-gga (i can’t care ’bout nothin’)
ain’t gotta prove nothin’
i’ma let ’em pull my card to show that i ain’t bluffin’ (i ain’t ever bluffin’)
(i ain’t never bluffin’)
i ain’t bluffin’ (ever)
treat a f-ck n-gga like his life ain’t nothin’ (ever, ever, ever)
[verse 2]
family over everything, it’s under nothin’
before we fall down, we just go under construction (yeah)
for tray savage, i’m brain-dead like i caught a concussion
that’s a random thought, but sh-t, that was really my brother
i know so many n-ggas dead and half, i ain’t even love ’em
couldn’t show no love ’cause we treatin’ opps like danny glover
laying lethal weapon (weapon)
soon as we see ’em, we steppin’ (step on ’em)
every day we live in h-ll, send his ass straight to heaven
give no f-ck, we throwin’ l’s, send his ass straight to h-ll
give a f-ck if we dead broke, we gotta scr-pe the bell
put it all together
come on
on cap, come on, let’s get it (yeah)

- g herbo

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