Visionary - G Herbo

I’m a millionaire

And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary

Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary

Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary

I wasn’t never scare (ooh)

I wasn’t never worried

I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry

Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary

Had a curse reversed it

Hit the booth it’s an emergency

I got a verse for 30

Now here I go off perc

Nigga what’s the controversy

Probably would’ve been your daddy had the condom burst

But don’t mention my fuckin name I don’t want that drama emergin'

While yall niggas on it I’ll text everybody where your house at and tell them

to purge it

One day imma buy my bitch a berkin

I gotta stay on my grind, shit I gotta stay workin

There’s at least a dub calling all my line, because your bitch is twerkin

What you want a Turkey?

Your tryna get this shit and ain’t loyal than this

Fuck you want, some mercy?

What you on a percy?

And you say those 15s ain’t doing nothing for you, what you on a 30

You got that gold on and you got souls gonna go, fuck you think you Xerxes

Ain’t no submitting it if you want my spot bitch gotta murk me

I’m a millionaire

And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary

Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary

Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary

I wasn’t never scare (ooh)

I wasn’t never worried

I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry

Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary

Had a curse reversed it

Hit the booth it’s an emergency

I got a verse for 30

I’m in the booth knock that out

I got a verse for 30

Still keep a perc or something in my lil pocket I pop case of emergencies

And it get held I pull out this little rocket

Clock in the sizzock knock your little shit outta it

Play in the street tryna get every bit out of it

And the connect I finessed a little brick out of it

Trap going brazy I just had to sit on it

That shit gon get at it

Chopper going brazy We going brazy

The cops keep on raiding it but don’t get shit out of it

I been running with my dogs (I been running with my dogs)

So you know there’s licks involved

All I know is get rich that’s all

Blow 20 k with my bitch that’s all

Hit the acres I ain’t been to phipps in a long

You know I leave around tips and bones

One chain look like a 60 ball

I call your bitch like 6 in the morning

After I leave her leave that bitch alone

Block up on my cell phone

I’m a millionaire

And I saw this shit through so I’m a visionary

Look up hustler you see my face in the dictionary

Remember the only paper in my hand was an obituary

I wasn’t never scare (ooh)

I wasn’t never worried

I was shootin that bitch every time I touched it like Stephen Curry

Summer time when I popped little nigga that was my anniversary

Had a curse reversed it

Hit the booth it’s an emergency

I got a verse for 30

I’m a visionary