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Lyrics 4 Minutes of Hell, Part 6 – G Herbo

Yeah, yeah
I beat the odds
N**gas act like I wasn’t thuggin’, for real
Like, I ain’t been doin’ and seein’ everythin’ there is to see in this s**t
I’m a product of it
I really just want you n**gas to overcome this s**t, like I did
But, look, uh, yeah, yeah

They say thou shall not kill, but that’s bulls**t
Kobe never killed s**t, they hit him with a full clip
I was in this s**t, for real, you don’t know how it feel
Foenem doin’ sentences still, you ever been on a drill
First I blew through one mill’, then I blew through two mill’
Then I ran up four mill’, I’m still stackin’ new mill’s
I’ma do what I do, still, f**k I care how you feel
Fell out with my closest cous’, I ain’t talk to him in two years

This s**t do get hectic, believe me
Really be stressin’, make it look easy
What is too many n**gas on ten toes
I’ma always have respect for Jay Deezy
G Herbo, I’ve been that n**ga they know,
Can’t never say I ain’t stick to the code
Late nights, opps used to come through
Blow, next day, we on the search for they soul

I lost friends, that’s how it go
I lost M’s, that’s how it go
Pray to God, we reach our goals
Wake up seein’ that’s how it go
The fire on my lap, they want me to die
But once you in, that’s how it go
I’m signed with rap ’til the day I die
But that’s my twin, that’s how it go

I remember one day we was high off pills
I was ridin’ through the opps, it was me and Greg
They was poppin’ out cuts, had to stop the car
Reverse up the block, he wasn’t even scared
Since a kid, I’ve been seein’ red
Since a kid, I’ve been seein’ dead
Remember the last conversation we had
Ayy, lil’ n**ga, don’t forget what I said

I land in the ‘Raq and get right back to it
Lay a n**ga flat, I let that strap do it, I used to let ‘Cap do it
Made a route, we had influence
Killers with straps, they ridin’ congruent
Eight of Ac’, we was pourin’ up deuces
Used to get Mally and Maxx into it

Old days, they gon’ make Lil’ Herb go back to his old ways
From the mud, I emerged, but I miss them old days
And they be funny with words, but we was on that all day
Middle of war, I slept in hallways, for real
Now I got money, for real, but I miss all them days, still
And I ain’t even in the field, but I can still call plays, for real
My first hundred K, I seen the range of gettin’ a million
My first time flamin’, I stopped, ain’t wanna hit a civilian

I’ma always rep for Roc, died for his block
Back when we was slidin’ on opps, you couldn’t even get in the car
Wish I could get my gun card, I can’t, ’cause I was armed
Tryna be low-key without my charms, I can’t, ’cause I’m a star
Can’t believe I did this, I’m really livin’ large
Keep n**gas out my business, yeah, ’cause I’m in charge
Street life left me scarred, this s**t broke my heart
I ain’t gettin’ nothin’ back in return, feel like I gave my all

Spent the bag on my ice, spent it on my cars
Spent a bag on my b**ch, spent it on my dawgs
Gotta spend that bag to get rich, spent it, now I’m rich
Been spent a bag, all on sticks, and we was lettin’ ’em off
None of my problems is small, but this K keep fallin’
Too much pressure on my own, I don’t even pick up calls
I can’t break, I got too much at stake, so I’ma solve ’em
It’s in my nature to eat up all that steak, ’cause I’m a dawg

I’m a boss, I can look up just how much I make, sign-in, login
Chillin’ with my kids, I’m makin’ four-hundred K, sittin’ in the house
And my b**ch like, You don’t ever be in the house
You should be in the house
Them all facts, I ain’t talkin’ to stunt
All my bills, a hundred a month
I’m on the road, runnin’ it up, pull up, froze, trunk in the front
Liquor straight, I’m drunk as f**k
Foenem smokin’ a hundred a blunt
That’s how I’m livin’, this my life now
I don’t give a f**k what you don’t like now

Still ridin’ with thirties, you play with Lil Herbie
And still will get wiped down, like, right now
I’m locked in with n**gas out of town
Them my mans and them, pipe down
‘Cause they f**k with me, ain’t grow up with me
But they sprayin’ for me, right now
Got exhausted, my sauce, I lost it, but I found it

Say he changin’, can’t blame him, he overcame it, that’s astoundin’
All the pain and the fears and the tears and the frownin’
He was broke, in the rain, bought chains, now he drownin’
All the love and the hate on his name, how it soundin’
He got love for the game, can’t play, but he around it…

Written by G Herbo, Oz On The Track & Haze Mario, Landstrip Chip, Eric Hudson & Kanye West
Album: Survivor’s Remorse
Produced by Oz On The Track, Haze & Fridayy
G Herbo | 2022

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