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G Herbo

Bryce Maximus

 

Bryce Maximus


Stomach was empty, now I'm worth a milli'
All my life was already gritty, now a nigga filthy
Either way, went good or bad, I was all in
Everyday you hit me 40 times, all spends
Everybody like "G Herbo, say some catchy shit"
When I pop out, know we on that ratchet shit
Ten thousand just to fuck you on this mattress
She from the hood, but she look like an actress
My lil baby balling, like Bryce Maximus
The world couldn't even see his face, like Mike Jackson's kids
And his birthday, Fazo died a day after his
I used to live with animals, like Mike Jackson's shit
But it wasn't Neverland, we was never playing
Momma saw me everyday but I was never staying, in
Picks for 38 and we was weighing in
Wake up, wasn't no telling how the day would end
Made two thousand profit, I got eight to spend
Twenty large on me, gotta take it in
And ain't no one to charge, homie, you amongst men
Ain't no working here if you ain't punched in
Moved out Momma house, need somewhere to stay again
Shoot out right in front of that bitch, need somewhere to lay again
I ain't care I'd shoot all in front of that bitch, my Granny'll probably see it
Gave my Momma the Glock juiced up told her "Leave it right here" cause I'll probably need it
He ran up, I blanked out, I probably beat it
I ain't never get my Miranda's readed
I don't fuck with him, I booked in his city and I ain't pull up when I landed neither
And I landed with heaters, I ain't have nobody meet us
Them bitches fly right out the chamber, hawking down like Cheetahs
I was destined to be a gangsta since I was a fetus
I run my check up, earn stripes, so I'm like Nike, Adidas
They don't like to see this, they gon try and beat us
They know they can't fuck with us, they gon try and cheat us
And your BM on my penis, I'm so out of here, like Venus
Still gon hit something, like Serena
High School, used to like Sabrina
But now my bitch bad, like Madina
Got something next to it, I might like to meet her
I been destined for greatness all my life
And I want it, get it done, I'm like Bruce Almighty
I don't play for fun, I'll shoot somebody
Send some hot shit all through your body

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