Mirror

(albüm: Humble Beast - 2017)

[G Herbo:]
Ayy look Bibby, we gotta take 'em back to what we know man, what's real
That street shit, look

I come from where it's rob or be robbed, kill or be killed
The main goal just try and get home like Wrigley Field
Shells old, pop out revolvers, they hitting me still
Can't trust a soul, they act like you owe 'em, don't hit 'em be still

[Lil Bibby:]
I say I rap shit I really done did, really done lived
Every time I step in the booth I tell 'em the truth
Glock forty with the clip, hanging out the bottom
You get faced with these problems tryna make it from the bottom

[G Herbo:]
Hollows pop soon as we spot 'em
Spin the block, I think we got 'em
Street nigga hustle, war is all I know, that's how I'm rocking
Ten thousand in the pipe, the size my phone inside my pocket
Always cock it, I know niggas plotting
Pray I won't drop 'em with everybody watching

[Lil Bibby:]
Young nigga all about a profit
And I post up on the block with them goblins
Lil nigga starving, looking like a target
If we see a stain then we gon' rob 'em, ayy
I was tryna stack a lil green, go hard for the team, live a young nigga dream
I swear these young niggas they'll probably go crazy if they seen all the shit that I've seen

[G Herbo:]
Thirty clips, fifty clips, new MAC 11's, AK47's with beams
Pull up on your block and straight to the scene
Purposeful aim is a thing
And now we get money, might blow out a beans
Used to just hop out the veen
Been rocking designer way before a teen
Triple OG the brand new miskeen

[Lil Bibby:]
And I just might pull up in that new Merseen, I used to post up like a king
Herbo like Magic, I told him to pass it, I come with the hook like Kareem
You fucking with bosses, I can't take no losses, if you double cross me you better be cautious
I'm going crazy, I think I done lost it
Talking 'bout money then step in my office

[G Herbo:]
Pop me a perc, roll a Wood, now I'm off it
Me and Bibby in LA fucking the booth up, it's three in the morning
And my outfit be always Givenchy and Balmain, my belt got Medusas
Got your bitch in my whip, gone off Patron and Hookah, and pouring the juices up
And my shawty 'nem searching, they riding with Rugers, they ready to shoot something
In a Corvette, two gas, ride with the roof back like fuck nigga do something
Bitches see me, go, "who dat?"
Yeah, big G Herbo, that nigga don't do that
Fuck bitches, get money, already knew that
Play with No Limit like play Russian roulette
Real nigga drew that, Nino from NuJack

[Lil Bibby:]
These Hollywood dudes wanna kick it
But I'd rather chill with my niggas
I'd rather post up in the trenches
I just fit in with the killers
I come from where shit'd get serious
Niggas be lying on wax, I ain't feeling 'em
Can't rap about shit you not living it
You should not spit the shit, you did not witness it
I use to post up with the green
Serving the fiends, smoking and sniffing shit
Toting them Glocks with the beams, roll let it ring
It boost my adrenaline
Niggas be all in they feelings
They acting like bitches, I swear they so feminine
Play with my niggas, get burned up
They be so turnt up like they did so Ritalin

[G Herbo:]
Pull through the opps like some villians
Nobody innocent, hop out and finish 'em
Niggas ain't give us the benefit
Don't care his age, if he banging we killing him
And I grew up a lil hustler
Bumped to a plug, started off with a middleman
Riding the hood in a minivan
You ain't gon' blow, guy, sit in the middle then
Free Crazy James, he been gone for like three
Trying give him fifteen that mean he gotta sit for ten
Was gon' stand over a nigga and give him the clip but fo'nem told me he a little man
Ain't even worth it, I had seventeen
Coulda got half, I'ma give him a little then
Your boo a ho, he don't go on no hit
Show him the scene, he gon' sing like Represent