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Trials

G Herbo2017年9月20日

Trials 歌詞

Trials - G Herbo

We was young rebels renegade heavy war ready

Niggas wanted our respect 'cause they old

I'ma get it on my own

I ain't one to mold

We like Why be under niggas

When we know they hoes

Had they back out selling coke man

I know they told

I ain't get enough supply and I oversold

We was posted with the siege 'til the cells came

Get the bottles out the fridge now I know they cold

I be all over the bread like provalone

I been balling so hard now my shoulder blown

Get it back I'm in the trap house overload

All the ziploc bags and the soda gone

Niggas go on missions mindset on going home

Then they don't have no idea why it's going wrong

If you out here with the squad

Then be smart with 'em

Don't play no part in it

You ain't got your heart in it

Couple niggas killers on them prison yards with it

Shooting hammers in them cars with a broad in it

What you thought she was gon' do for ya

Not time or support ni**a

She ain't waiting too for ya

She ain't come through on the books

With the loot for ya

You go to trial

She won't even buy a suit for ya

Win or lose on that verdict it's the finals ni**a

Pick a b**ch 'cause

That jury ain't 'gon root for ya

Ha

 

Ya know trials and tribulations man

That's what life about ya know what I'm saying

The fails the falls ups and downs

It's only to keep going keep staring

Make you stronger ya know what I'm saying

Only the weak give up

Anyway

 

I know that I was destined

Ain't no coincidence

I know that I was blessed with

Too intelligent I know I ain't to mess with

Rob me if you desperate sure to get your chest hit

I be to myself just tryna get a check 'cause

Everybody else just p**sy boy infected

Now my family and real niggas feel neglected

But I feel like if they love me they gon' respect it

Money on my head how I ain't get the message

Glass restaurant with my b**ch eating breakfast

If you stand too long I ain't second guessing

How long you think it take to out this b**ch

Just a second

Hating on a ni**a 'cause your b**ch and him were sexing

Still got the hoe home tryna get her pregnant

Mad at the world 'cause you hiding your affection

Worst thing of all kill a ni**a 'cause he flexing

Let a ni**a a flex mad 'cause we rich

Mad and you sick really on my dick

You know me as G Herbo worry me 'bout sh*t

Turn up my flex a bit have another fit

Curry on my hip get hit out your lip

Filled with hollow tips that's just off the rip

Glizzy got my palms all sweaty off the grip

Fingertips sticky I just rolled up a zip

Boulders and sh*t I was like twelve

'Cuz told me

You will learn more the older you get

Soldiers and sh*t I was in the field

That's the reason I be rapping all soulful and sh*t

Load up the whip this one for my niggas got hit

Pulling up top hold up the clip

This some whole other sh*t living like this

Have a ni**a twenty​ five

Looking old as a b**ch

 

G Herbo uh

 

Ya know gang sh*t man

Ya know 150 dream team 150 Roc Block

Humble Beast Essex block

79th and Essex Roc block

Kobe squad

 

Cap or die

Just for money

Just for money

 

Just for money