G Herbo - Statement Lyrics

Statement Lyrics G Herbo

Uh, check this out

Yeah

Always, always mean what you say

G Herbo

Real nigga till I leave

Elevated do this rapping shit, with ease

I got a brick on my sleeve

You dissing me, please

Comparing me to different emcees stop it

I’m really in the shit so I don’t pop it

Before Twitter was a trending topic

I was on the block with 30 shots and Glocks, had the spot hoppin, dummy

But they act like they don’t remember that

Been a leader with that heater, I got right up into that

You can’t never take a killin back

Whole heart was in the streets

I had to leave her get my fucking feelings back

Same spot they shot my brother, next day I’m chillin at

I ain’t lyin they was winnin till we started spinning back (spinning back)

But anyway, said enough of that let’s talk about this paper (talk about it)

Let’s talk about them jets, yeah let’s talk about Jamaica

Ask about me I ain’t never been a fraud (ever)

I went hard from the start (start)

In my city I’m a God (motherfucker)

If you know, you know

Never been no phony tho (forreal)

Rollie’s for my brodie though

Barely know joe rodeo

Heard they looking for me, I’m like oh I’m on the way

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Bond money, no I’m straight I spent 130 K at the gate

They like swerve stay safe

I’m like man y’all late

Yelling “free me”, I’m like I’ve been in the crib all day

I’m in Cali thinking how I come from pissy hallways

Long as I never go back I’m that nigga, always (always)

And you know that

Been having these Ms

But they taught me not to show that (for what)

Before that like a throwback (like a throwback)

As soon as the shit go left I’m a throw back (brrrr)

And I could have bought the Rolls last year but instead I bought a 4flat

That’s no bap (no bap)

Pro Chicago, I’m pro Raq (pro Raq)

Motivation for the trenches because I’m pro black (pro black)

Real no limit so we don’t play by the rules

How the fuck I catch a case, we bought a school (damn)

Don’t be fooled, you niggas fools (fool ass niggas)

On the gram reading comments I’m like “ooh, cool, so they want me to lose”

I can’t break like I’m bulletproof (teflon)

And I can’t say what I wanna say

All I’m gonna say is before fame, bitch I been the truth

And when you put it on my name gotta send some proof (dumbass)

They like charge it to the game

I got feelings too

Shit be difficult (yeah), but still visual

Me and JB been talking about residual

Check on my analytics shit, get digital

Yo just stay up off my dick, it ain’t consensual

G Herbo (what the fuck)