[Intro]
Yeah. Y'know if you wonder why I ever tell y'all yea or whatever I'm on, y'know what I'm saying, in the studio. I'm just- I just gotta tell y'all my move, when I'm on some boss sh**, I gotta embrace my power
[Chorus]
I had to go black for a moment, no IG
I wasn't in these streets
Man, I couldn't tell my friends from enemies
It was all good, I was off them perccy's, sipping lean
'Til my man told me stop, or you ain't gon' hide anything
Anything
You ain't gon' hide anything, yeah
You ain't gon' hide anything
My man told me stop, or you ain't gon' hide anything
[Verse 1]
I know for my n***as I'd do anything
'Cause I love 'em
I won't take credit for anything
I know n***as that's gon' take credit for everything
n***as always take from you, ain't give you anything
Them your enemies
I done so much in these streets that I been a G
I just might k** me a n***a off Hennessy
I think I might be too real for the industry
And when I die, I just hope they remember me
I was the flyest lil n***a in cla**
I was the one who stood out in a**embly's
I seen my n***as die before my eyes
So i'm the last n***a to show you some sympathy
co*k my sh** back, blow it 'til it's empty
And I commit murder if you would tempt me
f** b**hes, leave 'em, make 'em resent me
b**h, I'm a sinner, I'm not repenting
God forgive me for my sins, but you know just where I been
Give a n***a the whole thirty, amen
Probably shot a n***a for gas, f**ing with them xans
If you ran, got shot in the back for playing
Shouldn't of moved, I'm just saying
That why I'm probably playing
Boy don't front your move, watch what you saying
That might be his man
Running your mouth
Then wonder why they shot up your house
Open your mouth, f** n***a, you a man or a mouse?
Family always calling me 'cause I'm the man of the house
In a sense of emergency, I've got a man to arouse
Thirty on 'em now
I can't break a sweat, b**h
Thirty on me now
You see what's on my neck, b**h?
Thirty on me now
Diamonds look like blaow
Got your b**h, wanna f** me now
Thirty hit like blaow
I'm the sh** like Colin Powell
I went to Bouchet, I ain't go to Powell
Me and shawty f**, we was running wild
And big bro just beat two bodies
Still ain't sh** then get you bodied
And I got on Chanel deodorant
I might pull up in Mazerati
I rap street sh** like I'm [?]
Still go fast like kamikaze
And I go move to any state
Keep foreign sh** in my garage
That mean I might be me, you not
You want me, b**h?
Bring my deposit
[Outro]
Ay, G Herbo
You already know what the f** it is, man
Humble Beast, swervo
You know?
This record man, I'm tryna go down in history, if I ain't gonna be the greatest, Ion even wanna do this sh**
For'real, like for'real, for'real
That's why, y'know what, they ain't no fly by night sh**
I don't want n***as to feel like- y'know what I'm saying?
I'ma stay as humble as possible, I'm as humble as they come, you know?
But in all actuality I just want n***as to know, you not f**in with me