Lil Herb - Just Bars lyrics

[Intro] Gang Got a lot of sh** 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 sh** man Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape Self-made, no n***a never gave me sh** man Self-Paid, on my own, me and my n***as My squad, you know? [Verse] b**h I’m still the hottest, I’m just being honest Turn me up a notch, I’m on supersonic I ain’t been asleep, b**h 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 n***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 n***a made it When I milk the game it's gon' change up Feelin’ like a n***a made it Run it back, there ya n***a made it, huh And I be ridin’ down Lake Shore, gettin’ faded Dutchies, double cups, gettin’ wasted, thinking I know ain’t no n***a f**in’ with me Hottest, youngest in the f**ing city All the b**hes wanna f**in’ 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 n***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 b**hes complicatin' When you getting money they start complimentin' When it come to b**hes I done ran through several You get on my level, n***a now you pimpin’ I be dodgin' hoes, never callin' hoes Pillow talkin’ hoes, n***a now you trippin’ Coppin’ and I’m flippin, smoking and I'm sipping f**ing and I’m pimping, package and I'm sending Rapping and I’m trapping, earning and I’m spending Make a broke n***a learn to pay attention If I do not f** with you it’s my decision Die a real n***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 n***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 b**h, press her I'll let it off These lil n***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 n***as b**hes, 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 n***as hustle, barely gettin’ by Stressin', smokin’ ounces barely gettin’ high I done seen a lotta real n***as die Prolly reason why a n***a get so high Get so high feel like I live in the sky I'm so high I could tell all my n***as hi Wish I had a chance to tell my n***as bye Hate to see my fam and my n***as cry Bodies dropping Summer to the Winter time Lotta n***as never see the finish line If I’m by my lonely I still got it on me That’s on every n***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 n***as demons we still on the same sh** 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 n***as man, free all my n***as man Shout out my squad Shout out South Side, you already know