[Intro]
Well if you got so much respect for love
At least respect for our love
Then why don't you try proving it?
How? You don't know how to prove it?
Well what you just do is ([?])
(C-Sick) Uh

[Verse]
Stop waiting on a n***a
He ain't put you in position, now you hating on a n***a
And you can get clipped like the Lakers want a n***a
Put a side par and a taper on a n***a
Put lasers on a n***a
Fifties when it's game time
You would think it's dame time
Put them Blazers on a n***a
And my squad get a cut like I put razors on my n***as
Gossip, rumors get mixed up, now they putting phrases on a n***a
Back in Chiraq 'cause it made me, Essex, that's what raised me
Hustling, that's daily, toting glizzies 'cause wе crazy
I'm so quick to make a hundred from a fifty, I'm not lazy
Still'll hop up in the whips and dirty dancе but I'm not Swayze
Tell the truth, I'm always in the booth 'cause that's what pays me
Wasn't shit, then G Herbo got rich and now they praise me
All the cops feel like they want to lock me up and taze me
Can never stop, I put that shit on Roc, feel like I'm JAY-Z
Uh
Stop antagonizing, fantasizing
You should realize who I am 'fore you start criticizing
I'm confident, I got the heart of the biggest lion
Most of my n***as dead and gone, but all yo' n***as dying
And I can never do no wrong, that's who Herbert Wright is
Ain't got no suit and tie on, but I handle my biz
Plus yo' pimping is not strong
Should of left yo' bitch at home
She just gon' wait 'til you gone, pull out my dick and ride it
And I admit you n***as killers, but y'all too excited
Posting pistols on them pictures, you gon' get indicted
Ain't gotta tell I'm no killer 'cause I move in silence
I feel like Weezy, this shit easy, I ain't even write this
I was fixin' to comment, but I ain't even type shit
Four chains in VIP and I was on some light shit
I thought I needed Xans to sleep, but I was on some hype shit
Touch my chest before I was rest 'cause now I'm living righteous
Pray to God before I sleep 'cause now I'm living righteous
N***as can't get next to me, I don't even like n***as
Lot of rappers lie like actors, die right after
Seen some mamas cry, then I got high right after
Seen a lot of n***as shook, ain't wanna slide, they bapping
Did so much shit in the streets that I forgot what happened
Bloodshed was on my hands, made money act like napkins
They don't know what this shit took, so they always asking
Yeah, my life was like a book, I'm on another chapter
The game took a n***a pain and made a hundred captions
Names always on my brain, I know too many slain
Gotta keep my head up, I wear too many chains
What goes around, comes around, I don't know that saying
I'll heat this bitch up, G Herbo throw that flame
Pull up, bulletproof HSE, both lanes
But I was in the SRT way before that Range
[Outro]
For real, For real
That's for real, no bap
Like I be tryna be humble and shit
But I been really doing this shit
Like who you know really doing this shit?
Twenty-six years old, ten years straight, all hiccups
I ain't say no hiccups 'cause I had a bunch of hiccups
I just overcame them bitches, it's me, G Herbo
Uh, my middle name should be adversity
You get the best of me when you get the worst of me
Taking over