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Lyrics It’s Something In Me – G Herbo

It’s something in me
Let’s get it
It’s something in me
Let us get that
We with that
Yeah, yeah, uhuh, uhuh
I’m rappin’, this real rap, uh

I could’ve been had features, I wan’ with that
I was in the streets, tryna get my get back
N**gas sittin’ on benches now, but I had played the bleachers
N**gas tried to flex for h*es, but I had had them sneakers
I was in the trenches with my glick, with a stick
Same b**ches act like I wan’ s**t, suck my d!ck
All the lit b**ches come around, now I’m rich
But I don’t give a f**k ’bout s**t now I’m rich
Gotta watch out for my homies, now I feel like Mitch
I don’t conversate with n**gas, they might feel like snitchin’

I be on to all you n**gas, guess I feel like Ace
‘Cept for n**gas gon’ get shot right in they face
I like starin’ at my place, I’m out of place
Catch me crusin’ in the Lamb’ or I’m outer space
N**gas been h*es, he tryna get chose
N**gas been h*es, they just ain’t been exposed
Ain’t in n**ga’s business, don’t be sniffin’ with my nose
Don’t like n**ga’s energy, I’m chillin’ with my bros
I live in LA, but don’t playin’ with my nose
Think I still live in Chiraq ’cause I be stayin’ with my pole

I’ma blow that, fasho that
I know how to tuck a thirty, don’t show that
Rich as f**k but I’m still Herbie, you know that
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak

Still quick to do a n**ga dirty, you know that
Sitcks and stones probably break my bones
But ain’t never let a word, you know that
Quick to hop up in that foreign, Swerv’, you know that
I got cake, my brother got some cake, so we merge
Folks in that straight take off on the Jakes, so we heard
Ain’t leave a trace, snub thirty-eight, so we heard
A lot of you n**gas born in the trenches, but be nerds
I got some killers that’ll kill the killers from the ‘burbs

So don’t judge books
We got thugs shook
That’s my cous’ look
Got you n**gas shook still
Blow that fire, know how that feel
N**gas die, know how that feel
But don’t look at me get killed

Real n**gas with that’s gon’ kill for me
I don’t got to kill
I got more M’s than yo’ deal worth
Don’t got a deal
Anytime I sign a deal
They don’t own none
And I be clutchin’ on that steel
Feel like you on to somethin’

But, I’ma blow that, fasho that
I know how to tuck a thirty, don’t show that
Rich as f**k but I’m still Herbie, you know that
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak…

Written by G Herbo
Album: Survivor’s Remorse
Produced by
G Herbo | 2022

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