Still Fucked Up - G Herbo

Look… My squad!

Do this shit for my momma and my lil' sister, man…

All my niggas man…

Everybody I lost…

Let me introduce myself

It’s G Herbo, I’m that youngin'

I be flexin', I love stuntin'

Cause I grinded up from nothin'

I grew up in an apartment

Wit' my grandma and my mother

And my sister and my auntie

So my cousins like my brothers

Used to stay up in that basement

It was dark just like the dungeon

Close my eyes, pretend I’m rich

Wit' all the cars and all the money

Now I let my money talk

'Til I decide to change the subject

Make my bitch order my food

Cause I ain’t tryna wait in public

Used to post up wit' that tool

I got tired of goin' to school

Cause that calculus and algebra

Wouldn’t buy my clothes and shoes

Wasn’t tryna wait to graduate

Yeah they said I was a fool

Now they screamin' out my name

And they sayin' that I’m the truth

Bitches suckin' on demand

Take second looks like, «Is it you?»

Used to be broke, got off my ass

Got to some cash, wasn’t no excuse

Cause where I’m from, you dead broke

Or you just dead

1 of the 2

You better choose before the wrong one choose you

Nigga…

On the road doing shows, but it’s still fucked up

I’m gettin' older Lord knows, that it’s still fucked up

Yeah everybody know my name, but it’s still fucked up

On the road to the fortune and the fame, but it’s still fucked up

Everyday I wake, say hey to my mother

Flame me a blunt up

Give a couple words to my sister

Bang wit' my brothers

Young boy, I left the house

That block was my home

Couple homies, now they gone

Yeah, it feel like I’m alone

And I pray that I stay strong

So I gotta keep it right here

Grippin' on this heat

I can’t sleep, it’s a nightmare

I know it’s gon' get betta

So I gotta keep my head up

I’m just sprintin' to this cheddar

And a switch up I will never

Gotta ride, I’ll die for my niggas

No homo, yeah I miss 'em

Couple fucked up in the system

Or got bucked up by that trigger

In the field

Where it’s real and you’ll get killed

Roc and Kobe was my niggas

How the fuck I’m gon' forget 'em

In the streets I understand that it’s a chance

That they might get the upper-hand

But I’m like still them was my mans

We can’t go like that

Something gotta give

Cause every time tho we gon' go right back

To sittin', sheddin' tears

That ain’t gon' never bring my bro right back

Damn…