Intro (Explicit)-G Herbo

I do it for the haves and the have nots All he had was a half and a glass pot Gotta race 'till he the first one with the last rock Everyday you see his face just like a mascot Trapping out the Honda no he never had a stash box Stuck to armed violence that was at the last spot Ever since a kid he seeing coke all around him Born to hustle that's his only hope all around him Went to school stylin' middle school's wildin' He ain't care for school 'cause he knew his true talent How he gon' survive in a world full of savages Born to get some money but'll kill gotta balance it He can't fold under pressure Uh-uh Life full of challenges 'Cause he know how to move he a fool with analysis Seen dudes in a pool of his fluid leaking out of him He breathing but his body cannot move like paralysis Really seen catastrophes I be rappin' average sht homie had some tragedies Probably why he act like this But back to the sht at hand Rap 'til you get advanced Home's got a different plan with 550 grams Strapped with it in his hand Trap just a ceiling fan Finger on the trigger take a tap just to kill a man Push 'em to the limit watch him snap just like any man Steady poppin' percocet he blacked off them milligrams You don't live how he live you don't feel the man Ain't no lil' bitty pill just gon' heal a man He can't chill he need a pill guess he too militant Uh Oh you just like us they robbed you of your innocence huh Real menaces we up like Dennises huh Played with pistols we ain't have no Sega Genesis Uh-uh No curriculum can't punctuate our sentences or nothin' Nggas 'possed to been on prom doing sentences That's fcked up Better get your bucks up 'Member I was fcked up daddy said I lucked up But it wasn't no luck for us nobody had nothin' for us I was with some real nggas but it wasn't enough of us Held the whole hood down nggas had to toughen up He gangsta but can't ride with my crowd he ain't rough enough I'm humble but my city in a headlock and a uppercut Don't talk about no millions or nothin' 'cause you ain't touch enough My head race I'm riding alone Just my mind and this chrome Used to live in all apartments now I'm riding to a home And I spend like 1.5 on my diamonds alone Only count on who gon' still be by my side if it's gone just a hand full You can't never have no win if your mans lose Exploitation off your mans that's a fan move F&N have that man doing dance moves Keep your friends cool don't be no d**n fool Gotta stay ruthless in the streets 'cause ain't no d**n rules Just staying free gave half a million to them d**n jewels Now why the club just let us in with all these d**n tools and all these bamboos sticks We ain't worried 'bout no opps yeah they could suck a dck I just stayed a extra thirty minutes taking pics Trigger happy we been buyin' licks since jits G-Money always been the one that had a sixth sense We ain't never get pinched No coincidence We was supposed to get rich 'Cause we was meant for this Now all we know arithmetic But everybody with the shts I hope it ain't no incidents 'Cause everybody in some whips And we'll trip rip clips flip sht dip split switch whips with new tints like ain't sht happen And it ain't no nggas in this sht doin' sht like this Clique ain't no more room for you pssy boys Quit rappin' PTSD