Just a n***a-G Herbo

I want my momma to live in a million dollar home And my sister she still in high school She just got suspended for fighting Two white boys they called her a n***as You know we I thought we got away from this sh t Going on in the inner city for a better life My first time getting arrested or any encounter with the police And sh t was when I was 12 years old so that mean They branded us early on for this sh t It's kind of designed for failure You know they want us to be labeled as just n***a Again and again Still a n***a just a n***a Drop straight outta high school like the rest them n***as So I became a statistic way before I got digits Ain't nobody think a million was realistic I was out trippin on some sh t I coulda missed it Couldn't imagine life without my moms and lil sister Still said my goodbyes and hit the streets and start risking it Again back out throwing rocks at penitentiaries Again violence been an answer in my city since a kid Sayin that to explain some of the silly sh t I did But I'm just a n***a what I'm posed to do Usually the one who hurt you mostly close to you Reason why they say don't let nobody close to you Just some n***as got nobody cept for who we closest to Jigga said we still n***a and I'm just a n***a But we real n***as so respect a n***a I'm a restless n***a getting a check n***a Balling with my dog I'm like check n***a And I'm like ballin on yall spaulding Foreign all small and I'm tall gotta crawl in When I got paper thought less of n***as How you want me to runnin problems they don't never solve em Always want me to yes I'm balling it's true And it's always over loot Don't wanna slain my own kind cuz I'm gon walk in and shoot Bless a n***a I'll stretch a n***a now it's less a n***a Well invested but detectives still wanna arrest a n***a And it's tatted in my skin I'm still an Essex n***a All the sh t I did was mostly sins I wasn't supposed to win 100 bottles floating all endorsed propose the toast again All the n***as really love me genuine supposed to grin Security some b tches the promoter got my toasters in No we at the top I'm like d**n If we had to I'd still do that sh t again N***as be like me but I'll never be like them I was in the trenches no deliverance amen Ops be on my d**k more than my b tches cuz they fans Let me see who real n***as by a show of hands Manipulate your soldiers made them violent for a band You don't really love em had em wildin for a band But you got on them new Balenciagas for a band Love to do each other like we mobbin for the clan For the white dollar amount and he'll slime his own man In interrogations I was patient for the silence of the clan Even though I know a killer like the silence of the lamb