Still Fucked Up
[Intro: Herb speaking]
Look... My squad
Do this shit for my momma and my lil' sister, man
All my niggas man
Everybody I lost
[Verse 1]
Let me introduce myself, it's G Herbo, I'm that youngin'
I be flexin', I love stuntin', 'cause I grinded up from nothin'
I grew up in an apartment wit' my grandma and my mother
And my sister and my auntie, so my cousins like my brothers
Used to stay up in that basement, it was dark just like the dungeon
Close my eyes, pretend I'm rich wit' all the cars and all the money
Now I let my money talk 'til I decide to change the subject
Make my bitch order my food 'cause I ain't tryna wait in public
Used to post up wit' that tool, I got tired of goin' to school
'Cause that calculus and algebra, wouldn't buy my clothes and shoes
Wasn't tryna wait to graduate, yeah, they said I was a fool
Now they screamin' out my name and they sayin' that I'm the truth
Bitches suckin' on demand, take second looks like, "Is it you?"
Used to be broke, got off my ass, got to some cash, wasn't no excuse
'Cause where I'm from, you dead broke or you just dead
One of the two
You better choose before the wrong one choose you
Nigga...
[Chorus]
On the road doing shows, but it's still fucked up
I'm gettin' older Lord knows, that it's still fucked up
Yeah everybody know my name, but it's still fucked up
On the road to the fortune and the fame, but it's still fucked up
[Verse 2]
Everyday I wake, say hey to my mother, flame me a blunt up
Give a couple words to my sister, bang wit' my brothers
Young boy, I left the house, that block was my home
Couple homies, now they gone, yeah, it feel like I'm alone
And I pray that I stay strong, so I gotta keep it right here
Grippin' on this heat,I can't sleep, it's a nightmare
I know it's gon' get better, so I gotta keep my head up
I'm just sprintin' to this cheddarand a switch up, I will never
Gotta ride, I'll die for my niggas
No homo, yeah, I miss 'em
Couple fucked up in the system
Or got bucked up by that trigger
In the field, where it's real and you'll get killed
Roc and Kobe was my niggas, how the fuck I'm gon' forget 'em?
In the streets, I understand that it's a chance
That they might get the upper-hand
But I'm like still them was my mans, we can't go like that
Something gotta give 'cause every time though we gon' go right back
To sittin', sheddin' tears, that ain't gon' never bring my bro right back
Damn
[Chorus]
On the road doing shows, but it's still fucked up
I'm gettin' older Lord knows, that it's still fucked up
Yeah everybody know my name, but it's still fucked up
On the road to the fortune and the fame, but it's still fucked up