G Herbo — Funk Flex 160

Dark notions when a nigga think Somehow I got my eyes open when a nigga blink I remember rats in my kitchen sink Dishes dirty, use the palm of my hands to get a drink Now I'm rockin gold cuban links, the rose lookin pink I was warrin with the devil, got my medals wrote in ink I done did the realest, niggas like me just might be extinct I ain’t even get a ring but I was married to the streets Ref whistled on my shooter, cause he carryin for me I ain't gotta go suit up no more, my mans the MVP On demand, I still'a bе that helpin hand tho when he need it Ain’t nobody been outsidе so he just slidin for no reason Swear my life was full of thrills, head over hills, throwin L's was like 12 They weren't movin right, they in them cells, wish em well In a whip that's registered, pull over, get them shells Nigga damn, almost got away I saw it when he fell, I'm like damn Half my city dead Was here in 2012 I'm like damn Pistol on my lap, I know I shouldn't be by myself so I'm like damn I done cried enough tears that I could make a well a dam I was out there with them L’s but I can’t take a L again I'm still hustlin for the fam, that money made a boy a man I already bought the lamb, and I scraped the rims Ain’t trip on that too much, I dropped it off and jumped McLaren G Herbo, this shit phenomenal It's comin in from all ways now, a Hunnid mil possible Atleast for me, I stayed down and beat the obstacles I seen a nigga heart frozen, body like a popsicle I had to branch off from my bros, and fall back from them hoes I almost lost it, I got focus, how I found out I was chosen Ain't no different, had a chance and I just took it, never stole it In a whip, worth least a fifty, lettin off clips, but that was stolen And I had my whole hood in control, prolly let you hold sumn Trappin since a kid can't name a nigga I got bowls from Only dealt with Big Dawgs Bitch cause I’m a Big Dawg 18 I was hoodrich and I still was lettin em sticks off But leanin took the pain away Everyday I drank a 8th and threw my bank away Ain't even stack for rainy days, I had all the phases (Fazos?) I ain't trip I made a way Now I'm paid I'm self made I own myself I gave a raise I proved a theory, did some shit they never seen, now they amazed I made a change, I made it cool Bought a school, ain't graduate I just betted on myself I ain't do what the masses say Own my publishin, my masters, can't do what no master say Fuck em' what he had to say Shout out my Folknem bad to say All my folks, they my kinfolk, know we droppin folks If he still here and had beef with us, you remember how that go Big bro told me not to go dolo, cause he know I was bout to blow