Lil Herb

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[Intro]
Gang
Got a lot of shit on my mind I've been tryna' get off me man
This for the streets, know what I'm saying?
This ain't no 4 Minutes Of Hell, Pt. 4, none of that
This just bars right here
No Limit MB, 150 Rock Block shit man
Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape
Self-made, no ****a never gave me shit man
Self-Paid, on my own, me and my ****as
My squad, you know?

[Verse]
Bitch I'm still the hottest, I'm just being honest
Turn me up a notch, I'm on supersonic
I ain't been asleep, bitch it's 8 o clock
When you finish noddin' me meet me at the top
G Herbo in your city, fillin up the spot
Leanin' off the drop, Mally got the Glock
Everywhere I go, Robin, Truey'd be up
Louis, Gucci'd up, all the newest stuff
While my diamond dancing and my robins glancin'
Pocket full of Jacksons, shoebox full of Franklins
Smoking on Jamaican, all my clothes be stinkin'
I know ****as hatin', choppas like the Haitians
I ain't single-chasin', I'm just bein' patient
Everything I'm saying, history in the making
Listen what I'm saying, I get in my zone
Offer me a milli I won't even take it
Where I'm from man, mill look like a ****a made it
When I milk the game it's gon' change up
Feelin' like a ****a made it
Run it back, there ya ****a made it, huh
And I be ridin' down Lake Shore, gettin' faded
Dutchies, double cups, gettin' wasted, thinking
I know ain't no ****a fuckin' with me
Hottest, youngest in the fucking city
All the bitches wanna fuckin' lick me
Cause I just left the Summer Jam with Nicki
And she just helped me book a couple shows
I might hit the road and go chuck a fifty
Hundred ****as and we got them poles
And they gon' unload, you better not come near me
I be in the streets, catch me over East
When I see police, I don't talk to any
When you basic all the bitches complicatin'
When you getting money they start complimentin'
When it come to bitches I done ran through several
You get on my level, ****a now you pimpin'
I be doggin' hoes, never callin' hoes
Pillow talkin' hoes, ****a now you trippin'
Coppin' and I'm flippin, smoking and I'm sipping
Fucking and I'm pimping, package and I'm sending
Rapping and I'm trapping, earning and I'm spending
Make a broke ****a learn to pay attention
If I do not fuck with you it's my decision
Die a real ****a, true to my religion
You might go out snitchin', I'mma go No Limit
Everywhere he go you know his.44 wit him
All that I remember is a.44 hit him
I was off the lean, bro was off a bean
When we in the scene 30's with the beams
Leave a murder scene, we ain't heard a thing
****as hatin', act like they ain't heard of me
Call my phone for verses like emergencies
Swagger-jacking, they committing burglaries
I'm a trend setter, I'll set it off
Desert Eagle same one as Queen Latifah
It's a bitch, press her I'll let it off
These lil ****as, man they can't compare to me
They ain't gon' step to me cause I'm gon' get it on
Every day I leave the crib and sacrifice
I might go to prison, I might die tonight
'Till that day I'm livin', nah, I ain't scared
Lotta ****as bitches, don't know how to fight
Leave ‘em wit' a right, bro go get the pipe
Look out for the cops, don't see none in sight
All my ****as hustle, barely gettin' by
Stressin', smokin' ounces barely gettin' high
I done seen a lotta real ****as die
Prolly reason why a ****a get so high
Get so high feel like I live in the sky
I'm so high I could tell all my ****as hi
Wish I had a chance to tell my ****as bye
Hate to see my fam and my ****as cry
Bodies dropping Summer to the Winter time
Lotta ****as never see the finish line
If I'm by my lonely I still got it on me
That's on every ****a I got tatted on me
In the battlefield I lost my brodies
CMOE, Peewee and I lost ya Kobe
I will never ever leave my brothers
He got on but he forgot his homies
Know you brothers we all need each other
If I got it then you got it homie
Believe that
All my ****as demons we still on the same shit
Drop 'em, ' where the weed at?
150 dream team, all my shooters was need a check
And we all on top, I ain't even peaked yet, huh

[Outro]
No Limit MB, 4L
Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape
R.I.P all my ****as man, free all my ****as man
Shout out my squad
Shout out South Side, you already know
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