G Herbo — Song Cry 95

[Intro] Yeah This my second time doing this Like this song type deep Different beat different vibe Almost, a difference Yeah [Verse] Negative energy That's all I was surrounded by Negative energy Oh you the best When it come to that negativity How come we ain't living positive? Riddle me I probably touched a hundred thousands souls Little me I put the whole city on my shoulders Little me Somebody told me 'Let that sh*t be and it'll be' We almost there, so imma take us over Get with me (Uh) Used to grab toasters Now I ride Rolls-es Lost my broski Cried to death last time I grabbed roses And for you, I'd part to sea Like I'm half Moses Bel-Air gave me all them Gs I don't grab roses That's just bad promotion Hit the light in granny kitchen See a thousand roaches Niggas still got to eat But imma die of hunger And by the end of the weak I'm bout to die of hunger Balled up and can't sleep I got to cry to thunder Living on the 1st floor I'm hearing shoot-outs Might as well be thunder Everybody on the floor I just hear my mother One night she with my sister They was undercover But she can't move Jumped on the bed I'm trynna protect my grandma 2010 I'm 14 I'm trynna hold a hammer This bitch a go off any min I'm trynna hold a hammer And you won't know what I'm thinking I control my grammar If I act of impulse I'd probably go to the slammer I ain't go to Havana I ain't live in Montana 3rd District made me walk home I ain't live in the manors Used to hit the gas station I bought all the Fanta And when I dropped my first album I bought all the banners Now we at the [??] And I bought all the cabanas Sizzle moved to Miami He bought all Atlanta Shit I'd probably move too I'm buying all of Chicago My landlord Trynna convince me to own my condo But, who knows what the morning bring I'm not Alonzo I ain't have a pops to meet through college Like Lonzo But I had tender love and care From my moms though Caught a blessing in the clubland Shout out Gonzo And I can go as far like my mind go Coming up I was broke Where the time go? Well I'll tell you where mine go It's the shit I wake up and grind for And imma die one side (oh) And I ain't talking to 5-0 Used to live on the 4 Ride up the 5, blow We just go take, cased it To the 9 though Trying it off the 9 I got 5 more Used to drive high seaters I ain't have no ride though It was just me and Mally That's lil frying folks Used to be at McDonalds More than the fryer though We used to go heat up the laundromat Like a dryer though Used to get off them hits Then I go buy a 4 Got a duece and we dropping the 6 But I'm drinking higher though Make the beat hit the high note Like Mariah though Shoot shit up but we trapping Like the wire though Everything off the top I don't barely write nomore But still got to write my signatures Send em through the wire though I really want to say something I'll be quit though Soft nigga get some money All that hatred got you dying slow