G Herbo – Statement Lyrics

Uh, check this out
Always, always mean what you say

Real n**** ’til I leave (You know that)
Elevated, do this rappin’ s*** with ease
I got a brick on my sleeve, you dissin’ me, please
Comparin’ me to different MC’s, stop it
I’m really in the s*** so I don’t pop it
Before Twitter was trendin’ topic (Ayy)
I was on the block with thirty shots and Glocks had the spot hoppin’ (Swervo), dummy
But they actin’ like they don’t remember that (Yeah)
Been a leader with that heater, I got right up into that
You can never take a killin’ back
Whole heart was in the streets, I had to leave and get my feelings back
Same spot they shot brother, next day I’m chillin’ at (Ask)
I ain’t lyin’ they was winning ’til we started spinnin’ back (Skrr)
Anyway, said enough of that, let’s talk about this paper (Let’s talk about it)
Let’s talk about them jets, yeah, let’s talk about Jamaica (Come on)
Can ask about me, I ain’t never been a fraud, I went hard from the start (The start)
In my city I’m a god, m***********
If you know you know
Never been no phony though
Rollies for my brodie though
Barely know jail rodeo (For real)
Heard they lookin’ for me, I’m like, “Oh, I’m on the way”
Bond money, know I’m straight
I spent a 130K out the gate (Yeah)
They like, “Swervo stay safe”, I’m like, “Man, y’all late” (Y’all late)
Y’all like, “Free me”, I’m like, “I’ve been in the crib all day”
I’m in Cali thinkin’ how I come from pissy hallways
Long as I never go back, I’m that n**** always (Always)
Did you know that?
Been havin’ these M’s but they taught me not to show that (For what)
Before that, like a throwback
Soon as the s*** go left, I’ma throw back (Brrr)
And I could’ve bought the Rolls last year but instead, I bought a four-flat
That’s no bap (No bap)
From Chicago, I’m pro ‘Raq (I’m from the ‘Raq)
I’m motivation for the trenches ’cause I’m Pro-Black (Pro-Black)
We don’t know limits so we don’t play by the rules
How the f*** I catch a case, we bought a school
Don’t be fooled, you n***** fools (Fool a** n****)
On the ‘Gram readin’ comments I’m like, “Ooh, cool, so they want me to lose”
I can’t break like I’m bulletproof (Teflon)
And I can say what I wanna say, all I’m gon’ say is before fame, b**** I been the truth
And when you put it on my name, gotta send some proof (Dumb a**)
They like, “Charge it to the game”, I got feelings too (I do)
S*** be difficult (It do), still visual (You dig?)
Me and JB just been talking ’bout residual (You dig?)
Checkin’ on my analytic s*** get digital (S*** get digital)
Yo, just stay up off my d***, it ain’t consentual

G Herbo
Too Fire, the album comin’ soon, n****