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letra de sins - g herbo

[intro]
i speak the truth, i live the truth, i respect the truth
i respect the grind man
n-ggas who be they self you try to force yourself upon some sh-t that you ain’t and you never been
i just can’t relate to it, look

[verse 1]
the rap game k!ll n-ggas, literally
it turn gangstas into drag queens
they look down on workin’ hard like it’s a bad thing
sh-t i’m the last man standin’ if you ask me
i was just broke not long ago, it feel like last week
remember n-ggas in they benz’s ridin’ past me
i never hated, used to see that sh-t as motivation
and i was lost up in the streets, i needed navigation
ain’t wanna be no doctor, lawyer, ended up a patient
young n-gga said, “f-ck jordans” went and copped a sauer
ruth’s chris three times a week, i got tired of goya
i’m from chiraq but i got k!lla n-ggas in the nola
go get that money for tomorrow, f-ck who did before ya
don’t put yo focus in this b-tches, they just gone destroy ya
don’t put ya trust up in these n-ggas, man f-ck these n-ggas
cause when you ain’t so beneficial they stop f-ckin’ witcha

[hook]
that’s why i just be wit my n-ggas, f-ck them other n-ggas
and every n-gga always put they n-ggas over n-ggas
but i know my n-ggas ain’t nun like no other n-ggas
if you ain’t grinding, you just hating, you a sucka n-gga
no we don’t do no twitter beef, we really in these streets
we ain’t trippin’ bout no b-tches, cause we know they freaks
and we really getting money, but we stay lowkey
if n-ggas really getting money, they gone let it speak

[verse 2]
can you break down your whole grind, and still keep it brief?
instead of tellin’ instagram what you make a week?
ten-thou’, twenty-thou’ that’s what you make a week?
on my mother, fly n-gga, spend that sh-t on briefs
fifty for a pack of three? i spend that sh-t on tees
fifty-thou’, hunnid-thou’? i spend that sh-t on jeans
stunt on me? lil n-gga please, i do this sh-t with ease
a thousand on my g-fazo’s i don’t do giuse’s (giuseppes)
still 1500 for my jeans, b-tch i love the b’s (i love balmain)
200 for my backwoods, you know we smokin’ p’s (postooo!)
but i ain’t tryna stunt my n-gga, run it up, imma run it up
tryna see 30 with a hunnid-mill, boy i pray to god i don’t f-ck it up
couple hunnid-thou’, i done f-cked it up
went and got it back told myself “enough”
had to slow down i was in a rush
two or three hunnid’ always in the cuffs
spent 500 when i woke up
young n-gga living i ain’t give a f-ck
spent 10 thou’ like it wasn’t nun
remember them days i ain’t have nun
slide in them foreigns totin’ them thirties n-gga, we slidin’ always stunting
don’t ig none of our cars, can’t let n-ggas know how we comin’
but n-ggas know how we comin’
no limit m.b. we drummin’
pull up, everybody start runnin’, know foenem gone hit sumn’
i ain’t worried bout none of my enemies, i know i’m gone hit sumn’
i’m on defense, keep that thang wit me, gotta keep on gettin this money
but i know i’m on my way to better days
some n-ggas hatin’ they wanna see me in my grave
let me keep that .40, wanna see me in a cage
i jumped off that porch, and knew what was comin i seen it in so many ways
but i knew how to handle myself in the streets i can’t let that sh-t drive me insane
on the 8 we on point for the opps in the morning been at war for so many days
in the cut wit that b-tch gotta watch for the jakes, jumping and hopping the fence
50 shots and we bang, “jumpout” the gang, hop out the car wit them tents
and my n-ggas, they still in the hood everyday
b-tch i’m the only one traveling, tried to tell em to come on the road
all the time, they just wanna stay in the trap wit it. (haann)

[outro]
150 dream team the campaign man
i’m focused full fledged, you know what i’m saying
just on my sh-t, i ain’t too much
antic-p-ting all this other sh-t
what n-ggas got going on
i’m just on my own sh-t man
big g herbo, you already know what it is

- g herbo

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