Outro

I mean I brought somethin' real, somethin' really real to rap, you know?
It's like the diary for me, you know? It's like the chronicles you know of what I've been through
So they can't say that's nothin' and I'm the only to live my life the way I live it, you know?
And we just movin', you know tryna reach the people, all the people that showed us love
You know the album gold, we pushin' platinum
So we just tryna reach out and go to shows, do our thing
Touch all the people that showed us love and supported us

You know I brought my pain, my good and band, my happiness, my sorrow
And raw life to my fans and everybody else out in the world listenin' to G Herbo

Used to wonder, will I ever count a million or obtain a hunnid?
And every time when I went broke I still remained a hunnid
Supported niggas doin' good, I never changed or nothin'
But why they hate on me? Try and close the gate on me
Why do niggas wanna throw they extra dead weight on me
Still gon' ride until the wheels flat, until my tank on E
When I was the underdog, still I put the bank on me
Who was there a handful? You ain't drop no damn jewels
I ain't get no motivation, they ain't wanna see me prevail
They ain't wanna see me in there, they'd rather see me in jail
They don't want me to be with fans, they'd rather see me with mail
When I grind, I think of that, now they just see me and yell
Ridin' Aston-Martins, Vanquishers, flyin' '72 Chevelles
Flashin' money everywhere just so they see me with bail
All the guns I had to load, all the weed we used to sell
Shoulda been a man of Harvard, coulda went to school at Yale
But I chose my own fate, so I may see you in hell

And you know I tell 'em all the time, man
That's all I ever wanted to do is just be the real me
And bring my real life to the audience man, whether they like it or not
And not for me to be judged or looked at any type of way
'Cause I know that one day they love you for they own reasons
And the next day they hate you for a decision you made that only affect you
And I still rap, I still rap and do everythin' I do for my niggas, man
And of course my family too, but they'll tell you the shit that I say to y'all I say to them
Ain't no side of me that I don't show y'all through the music or none of that
I still get the same motivation, my same motivation
I love my fans, they know I love 'em, man
They love me because I bring them me, you know what I'm sayin'?
The real only me, nothin' else

They remember I was gang bangin' in the gang way
So don't try me if I'm anywhere, I'm still the same way
Nigga you still'll get flamed up for bringin' my name up
Sometimes I be cuckoo, still'll shoot you when I'm famous
All my niggas dangerous, never got my chain tucked
Always got my Rollie on, even when I'm all alone
Draco drum go on and on
Break all of your dollar bones
I ain't tryna work shit out
Ain't no peace, don't call the phone
I ain't really into that, save the stress, I'm tryna go home
Jump right in the game scorin', pacin' though, I'm tryna go long
They really tryna chase it here
Four years then be lit
When I die, them folks forget
Man I know this life a bitch
I'm just tryna plan it out
Hit that dough and spread it out
Fuck it, cop my bro a whip
Then go buy my mans a house
Know it come with the gang in it
Know it comes with them things in it
Baby mamas and mains in it
Know you can't be a lame in it

G Herbo
Humble Beast man, G Herbo, Swervo
You know it's strictly for my fans man, that's what
That's that's really where my brain at, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
I get the motivation from my fans and just everybody
Just I don't know this might sound crazy for me to say
I wish everybody brain operated the way mine do but really just for people to understand me
You know what I'm sayin'? People on the outside
My fans, there's people that can't understand me
Or understand shit on a level or aspect where I understand it
This who I do it for though, man
Strictly for my fans, my family, for my niggas
Swervo