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G Herbo

Knucklehead

 

Knucklehead


[Hook: Lil Herb]
'Member when I used to skip school, hit the block instead?
Diaries of a knucklehead
I used to slang under cameras like "Fuck the feds"
Diaries of a knucklehead
And if you out here in these streets, you can understand
Diaries of a knucklehead
I put my life up on the line cause I love my mans
Diaries of a knucklehead

[Verse 1: Lil Herb]
I used to stand up on that block like, "Fuck the feds"
Hustle hard, we was stacking every buck we had
In that field, 24 but we was ducking lead
Bullets flying close range and they was lucky legs
Young niggas, dumb niggas, we ain't listen, had to learn
Killed my homies, now we grieving, load the heaters, let 'em burn
Gotta keep it, I don't know when it's my turn
So I'm riding through my hood, and I'm gripping on it firm
Niggas say they gon' kill me, be a man of your word
.40 burst, hit the dirt, call a hearse, get a shirt
And the hood ain't see me lately, I'm like, "Y'all gon' get this work"
Niggas diss about me crazy, all that shit gon' get 'em murked
Don't do that
Found out where you hang out and have my shooters come through there
'Member I ain't have no gear, now I can't think what to wear
Used to tote them Dillingers, man how'd I get to here?
Now I'm signing signatures and fucking bitches everywhere

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt]
And I'm a product of screaming
And got a lot just off the top if it's the topic of demons
We talking weed cause I need it, niggas faded and deep
If you need a fade then you get it, blow an 8th, then I speak
These niggas playing for keeps, the rain ready to make you go inside
Muzzle up and shovel up, just keep your gold in mind
Shoulder cold, he hold the 9, doggie I know your kind
I missed the boat, I understand, been in it 'fore the fucking cash
Since minute phones was in, and every bitch would let you cup her ass
But none of them was sucking dick... see now they're sucking dick
My niggas got the upper hand, cop me a couple grams
Taught me to stuff the Swish, papi just up and dipped
Tight grip on the shit that I'm drowning in
Can't step in my mama's crib without counseling
Dip in my face, only kicks to the sound
Let me say you're looking out, but I know you got it out for me

[Hook]

[Outro:]
Diaries of a knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead, knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead
Diaries of a knucklehead

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