Gangsta Graduation (Explicit)

Gangsta Graduation (Explicit) - Polo G/G Herbo

Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett

Composed by：Taurus Bartlett

Produced by：OZ/Charley Cooks

Damn where them painkillers at?

Ayy OZ

You big dog now you get to bark

Made a mess in blood did shit just because

Hell yeah he got some bodies under his belt that's where his weapon was

This shit ain't no game but he was playin' life or death with thugs

Was a grown man but turned lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up lil' bro with the killers seen thirty M's I'm big Cap

I graduated from gangster school now I'm right back like I ain't with that

It don't even matter if it take some years

We still'll get our get back

It's bow ties when death appear real killers they got gift wrapped

Send a nigga soul on vacation we resort to ignorance

Standin' in the street blood under my feet I'm still stuck with them images

And down them same sewer drains where my remorse and feelings went

But once again I graduated and every course was rigorous

Know I'm a God but I know the most high still up above me

Got a big heart but I got another side so please don't judge me

Told from my elders like a thousand times the streets not for me

I was in denial so I started actin' blind when shit got ugly

I was in the hot seat with my buddies

We'll pull up on shit like Huggies

Lil Grouch' I'm with him or Chuckie

Since 2014 this shit got bloody

And that's like eleven years where you hold a grudge

It needs to be studied

Felt drained from sheddin' tears but still got love

Locked in with cuddy

Made a mess in blood did shit just because

Hell yeah he got some bodies under his belt that's where his weapon was

This shit ain't no game but he was playin' life or death with thugs

Was a grown man but turned lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up lil' bro with the killers seen thirty M's I'm big Cap

I graduated from gangster school now I'm right back like I ain't with that

It don't even matter if it take some years we still'll get our get back

It's bow ties when death appear real killers they got gift wrapped

G Herbo I'm from No Limit I'm the fuckin' great great

Dracs and switches let's play ball we goin' make it take it let's get it

Beat the streets with flyin' colors niggas feel a way they hate it

Twelve years ago I was masked up on a drill a day

Eleven years ago I was fucked up all the rent was late

Ten years ago I bossed up now my mama straight

Nine years ago I bought a condo in LA

Eight years ago I was totin' my FN caught a case

Seven years ago I had my first baby shit crazy

Six years ago I relapsed right back sippin' lazy

Five years ago lost lil' bro went to war

Four years ago told all the killers don't sleep 'til we up the score

Three years ago I was ridin' a Rolls Royce hoppin' on Lakeshore skrrt

Two years ago I ran through twenty mil' now I want some more

Just a year ago I was back at the drawin' board gettin' shit in order

For all the tears I cried I drunk some blood

That shit taste just like water

Made a mess in blood did shit just because

Hell yeah he got some bodies under his belt that's where his weapon was

This shit ain't no game but he was playin' life or death with thugs

Was a grown man but turned lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up lil' bro with the killers seen thirty M's I'm big Cap

I graduated from gangster school now I'm right back like I ain't with that

It don't even matter if it take some years we still'll get our get back

It's bow ties when death appear real killers they got gift wrapped