Wilt Chamberlin - G Herbo

Yeah

I done spent the night in the stu'

Man, it’s 11:30

'Til I feel it’s done and shit

I been in this bitch like, thirty-six hours

Ayy, you know, Meek be callin' me the golden child and shit

Yeah, it’s probably 'cause, you know

(Why you call me the golden child, anyway?)

I was built for all this shit

Everything, like, I just

Whatever I do, man, good or bad

I just lay down on my bed, fuck it

I just lay down in my bed, fuck it

Wopskino ask if I want him dead

And I’m like, «Yeah, fuck it»

Them shootouts and high speeds

I made it out, but I ain’t lucky

Had to walk home on the opps

They see that bitch 'cause I ain’t tuck it

Jdot used to call my phone, tell me «Pop outside,» I’m already comin'

He was thirsty to pick me up

'Cause both us tryin' to score a bucket

It was no one man above the group

We gon' fall together, fuck it (Fuck it)

But it’s always just that one

With the biggest head, LeToya Luckett

Remember Rell turned himself in?

We was droppin' Aca, tweleve or muddy

Fell asleep standin' up in front of my mama

She knew I was up to somethin'

Then I dropped out of school to get this money

She knew I was up-and-comin'

Then I walked in the house one day with a Wilt Chamberlain

All hundreds

Since my first hundred K I was focused and kept savin'

All hundreds

Everybody tellin' me do this and do that

Nigga, this ain’t y’all money

When I was young I couldn’t wait 'til I grow up

And I got my own money

Now I’m grown and got a son

Gotta keep it comin'

Soon as I get done, back on the run

I can’t sleep for nothin', uh

They gave me a million bucks to talk

So at least I speak for somethin', uh

Told them boys I wanna race

A hundred miles and runnin', uh

God forbid it’s my time to go

Then I’m just gon' keep gunnin', uh

I’m just gon' get money, uh

And when I make two hundred, uh

And my bitch got a bank account

With nothin' less than four hundred, uh

You know I’m big dog, everything paid for

She ain’t gotta spend no money, uh

Don’t no female in my life

Get up and work for nothing, uh

My son grannies don’t need nothin', uh

Aunties don’t need nothin', uh

None of my brothers need nothin', uh

'Cept for probably a lawyer or somethin'

Probably somebody to watch their daughter or somethin'

Smokin' v-line, need a quarter or somethin'

Still know how to boil water, uh

Hit a bro if you need a order or somethin'

He asked me to hold on tight to my past

Like a hoarder or somethin' (Hoarder)

Can’t trust all my homies

Feel like Rich Porter or somethin'

If your mind was right

I might go have somethin' cross the border comin'

But niggas ain’t ready to eat

I ain’t goin' to war over nothin'

Lost too many of my brothers to this shit

I can’t afford another

You know I’m gon' go, right or wrong

So at least keep me informed or somethin'

My mama must have prayed to gangsta God

Before I was born or somethin'

You know I’ma hit a nigga but before I see the nigga

Just gimme a warnin' or somethin'

Everywhere I go somebody recordin' somethin'

Poppin' 'em all when I’m bored or somethin'

Really I need an award or somethin'

Bitch put me up on that boy for somethin'

The shit I was doin' in the streets

I ain’t never seen you, but I’ma ignore it, it’s nothin'

Niggas say they gettin' their shit out the mud

Like my streets aren’t as dirty as yours or somethin'