Emotions - Millyz, G Herbo

Yo, Rey again?

Sound beautiful, look

Love to my bros that couldn’t make it, I’ma make it for you

They can gentrify my hood, but they can’t change the soil

Raised up in the '90s, seen cocaine get boiled

My next door neighbors puttin' flame to the foil

Just cleared a quarter million rappin' in like four months

Them suckas talkin' like they shooters, they ain’t score once

He got his stimulus and spent that shit on all Runtz

Your homies freeze up under pressure 'cause they all chumps

Double up my dollars, must acknowledge, I’m a 8 Sries swerver

Th .40 turned him to a vegetable, that’s basically murder

We both rap, but they resent the fact I’m takin' it further

And that same bitch they dream about, well, I just made her a squirter

Connected with Berner and we about to bring a Cookies to the city

Prior to it, slabs of coke that looked like cookies in the city

Had to read the signs 'cause they was tryna book me in the city

These people feel like I’m braille, can’t overlook me in the city

I feel like young Basquiat with bars and what I’m smokin' is purple

Smoker’s Club in '016, I used to open for Herbo

I just left out Medellín, met Pablo’s brother Roberto

Caught my homie playin' both sides, I ain’t surprised, but it hurt though

I got murder on my mind and I got hoes all on my dick

We ain’t walkin' in this club if we can’t go in with that stick

I put this ice all on my chain, this shit is frozen on my wrist

And she a savage just like me, can’t show emotions with this bitch, ooh

Uh, G Herbo

And I came from the gutter (Ooh)

Now ridin' I’m Lambs with my brother

'Cause all we had was each other, ayy

Dirty game, I’m feelin' lost, but I really won

It’s hard to win 'cause I lost who I really love

We tryna mask the pain, all I know is blast and bane

I can’t even crack a smile, I don’t even laugh the same

And now that cash came, 'member we was baggin' 'caine

Murder 1 on opps, all he saw was flash and flames

Wanna know how I got millions and still act the same

They ain’t had no business the 'Raq, man, I went back for gain

Same nigga, still that hard, but I’m just stacked in chains

You can’t leave it in the car, 'cause if you lack, you slain

So all the real niggas tryin' stay afloat

Don’t know how, 'cause we rose from the city of no hope

Every Sunday when they wanna show you pity, I don’t go

Got my auntie in the church with my big cousin sellin' dope

Enemies idol me, they envy me

You come near me, trigger squeeze

I don’t give out sympathy, I’m givin' smoke

I got murder on my mind and I got hoes all on my dick

We ain’t walkin' in this club if we can’t go in with that stick

I put this ice all on my chain, this shit is frozen on my wrist

And she a savage just like me, can’t show emotions with this bitch, ooh

Can’t say you feel me if you never felt the shit I been through (Ooh)

Real life