G Herbo - Wilt chamberlin lyrics

I done spent the night in the stu’ Man, it’s 11:30 ‘Til I feel it’s done and s**t I been in this b***h like, thirty-six hours Ayy, you know, they be callin’ me the golden child and s**t Yeah, it’s probably ’cause, you know (Why you call me the golden child, anyway?) I was built for all this s**t Everything, like, I just Whatever I do, man, good or bad I just lay down on my bed, f**k it I just lay down in my bed, f**k it ‘Wopschino ask if I want him dead And I’m like, “Yeah, f**k it” Them shootouts and high speeds I made it out, but I ain’t lucky Had to walk home on the opps They see that b***h ’cause I ain’t tuck it Jade, I used to call my folks And we’d pop outside, I’m already comin’ He was thirsty to pick me up ‘Cause both us tryin’ to score a bucket It was no one man above the group We gon’ fall together, f**k it (F**k it) But it’s always just that one With the biggest head, LeToya Luckett Remember Rell turned himself in? We was droppin’ Aca, tweleve or muddy Fell asleep standin’ up in front of my mama She knew I was up to somethin’ Then I dropped out of school to get this money She knew I was up-and-comin’ Then I walked in the house one day with a Wilt Chamberlain All hundreds Since my first hundred K I was focused and kept savin’ All hundreds Everybody tellin’ me do this and do that N***a, this ain’t y’all money When I was young I couldn’t wait ’til I grow up And I got my own money Now I’m grown and got a son Gotta keep it comin’ Soon as I get done, back on the run I can’t sleep for nothin’, uh They gave me a million bucks to talk So at least I speak for somethin’, uh Told them boys I wanna race A hundred miles and runnin’, uh God forbid it’s my time to go Then I’m just gon’ keep gunnin’, uh I’m just gon’ get money, uh And when I make two hundred, uh And my b***h got a bank account With nothin’ less than four hundred, uh You know I’m big dog, everything paid for She ain’t gotta spend no money, uh Don’t no female in my life Get up and work for nothing, uh My son grannies don’t need nothin’, uh Aunties don’t need nothin’, uh None of my brothers need nothin’, uh ‘Cept for probably a lawyer or somethin’ Probably somebody to watch their daughter or somethin’ Smokin’ v-line, need a quarter or somethin’ Still know how to boil water, uh Hit a bro if you need a order or somethin’ He asked me to hold on tight to my past Like a hoarder or somethin’ (Hoarder) Can’t trust all my homies Feel like Rich Porter or somethin’ If your mind was right I might go have somethin’ cross the border comin’ But n***as ain’t ready to eat I ain’t goin’ to war over nothin’ Lost too many of my brothers to this s**t I can’t afford another You know I’m gon’ go, right or wrong So at least keep me informed or somethin’ My mama must have prayed to gangsta God Before I was born or somethin’ You know I’ma hit a n***a but before I see the n***a Just gimme a warnin’ or somethin’ Everywhere I go somebody recordin’ somethin’ Poppin’ ’em all when I’m bored or somethin’ Really I need an award or somethin’ B***h put me up on that boy for somethin’ The s**t I was doin’ in the streets I ain’t never seen you, but I’ma ignore it, it’s nothin’ n***as say they gettin’ their s**t out the mud Like my streets aren’t as dirty as yours or somethin’