Doughboy - G Herbo

You know I was just lookin' at some shit today, man

I posted on my Instagram, I was like eighteen on the block freestylin'

And I would of never thought that this shit’d ever get me here to this point

But I don’t really know how 'cause a nigga did everything and put the work in

to get where I’m at now

Where I’m 'posed to be, you know, so this shit was written, for real, man

Now we really rich

Before rich, we was with the shits

With four clips, we could never miss

I spent years in the whip with Chris

I drop tears when I reminisce

But I ain’t doughboy

I rap gangster like I’m O’Shea

40 K a show, shit been kind of slow, yet I’m still okay

Crib more lavish, why I never send my LO your way

Live like I got platinum plaques and I ain’t wear my gold today

Arm a glizzy in his name but I still got a throw away

Remember I was frustrated, rain, rain, go away

Now I want a hunnid

'Cause a million ain’t no dough today

Wake up in LA, I’m like, now how my day gonna go today?

Thinkin' about Yosohn

He made my angry days go away

Profit to his savings

I just gave a whole show away

Soon as you don’t have nowhere to go

God gon' show a way

Just show some faith

Take it like a soldier, even soldiers pray

It’s no coincidence, I’m from the land of the dead

Blood on the pavement

Hands on your head

Some of us won’t make it out

That’s what my mommy said

Nobody saw shots, the block watched his body bled

Mama still cryin' on the scene

She can’t even leave

Whole hood immune to murder

We can’t even grieve

And nobody else cryin' 'cause this the life of a heathen

But his little brother now, he got a trick up his sleeve

He got a grip on that bitch

He been to ran up on a nigga

Got a chip on his shoulder

He ready stand over a nigga

If your bro die in them streets

Is you gonna give him pity

Or you gon' make the hood red?

You gon' paint the city

I’m ready to slide all night

I hope you still with me

We willin' to get through situations when it get real sticky

I’m ready to make his mama cry

She gon' have to feel it with me

I’m ready catch his brother lackin'

We gotta kill Ricky

I’m just a product of some shit

If you look at the map, we was at the bottom of that bitch

Kids growin' up like this

They don’t think it’s a problem with that shit

All they know where I’m from

Nigga, if you starvin', hit a lick

The right robbery get you rich

Well, we was hustlin' on my strip

Ain’t had no big homies give us nothing, they ain’t have shit

Inherited wars, ain’t know how to survive but we did it

I can tell you stories from the start to the finish

Super savage, we was livin', nigga

Gang shit, you know gang shit, we damn near started that, man

Seven, nine S’s, block to block

Know we was young niggas that was savage early

Did the impossible shit niggas thought we couldn’t do, wouldn’t do

We did it, ten times over, man

But you know that