G Herbo – High School Lyrics
G Herbo – High School Lyrics
[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
What they talkin’ ’bout? Yeah
G Herbo
I’m posted [?]
And my nigga Zaytoven out here in the rack with me
It’s his third time out here in like 30 days
For real
I told ’em I just need some better shit, just go in all crazy
So that’s the way he been on
[Verse]
I’m that nigga, when I talk, the streets be listenin’
I ain’t see myself this far ’cause I was riskin’ it
Now when I hop out the car, I’m always glistenin’
Half my niggas facin’ death or just in prison, man
I can’t trust ’em if I question his intentions then
You tried to kill me, why the fuck you in my mentions then?
I completed missions that I could’ve been statistics in
Gotta be logistic, all a nigga need is vision, man
Why these niggas snitchin’?
Gotta pay for yo’ decisions, man
I ain’t never quittin’
How the fuck you I’m rich again?
Charges ain’t acquitted
Gotta give my lawyer this again
Soon as that shit hit the fan, I gave him 50 bands
Saw my first [?] and I got excited
Care about too much, I might get indicted
Even though I know better, yeah, I’m still like it
Reason why I tell my young niggas to write shit
Lawyers too much, that’s like one of my vices
Me, Molly, damn bitch, we tight as a vice grip
High speed chases, you know how we slidin’
Why we need licenses? We dirty and ridin’
Still out here with my niggas
Kobe, Capo still in my feelins
Pickin’ up macs, yeah, they all fillers
I’m thinkin’ visions, I still got my .30 in traffic
Herbo, what happened to you?
Get the fuck back before I snap, it’ll happen to you
I ain’t like the niggas that be rappin’ to you
Yeah, I can see you ain’t really got no savage in you
Hold it all in, but the shit really got to you
Say you love money, tell me, what do the cash do for you?
Can’t see your kid as much, but you need balance,
that shit really damaging you
I see your charisma, you got some talent in you (I do)
I’ma keep real, though, it sounds like this rap shit really ain’t a challenge to you (It’s easy)
Up a million, but hitters ain’t got nothin’, that’s not invalid
Nigga, my baby boy a star, but I’m not Khaled, yo’, so
Ayy, niggas wanna pray for my death, like so, so
Meanwhile, I was gettin’ high and sweet while my girl got on no clothes
Niggas cold ho’s
Fold like ho’s clothes
Herbo an old soul
Rockin’ some rose gold
All of my shows sold
[?] closed doors
2015 could’ve paid me in 10k cash or four bowels
I’m that nigga, take a picture
I’m that nigga now
Re
a
lly that nigga, uh
Tax is different, seven figures now
Still up on that same shit as before, just a lil’ different now
Still a hitter, I just ain’t the one pullin’ the trigger now
But nah, for real though
Gotta make sure our youngin’s good
Gotta make sure our ladies good
It’s time to govern in our neighborhood
Lil’ bro, stop the drillin’
Call that dumbass ‘ssistance killin’
I got us if you willing
Fuck drug dealing, we up the millions, uh
[Outro]
Herb is very intelligent and he was a charmer,
so he would get in trouble but he’d smile and
say something nice or say something that would make you say,
“Just get away from me”
Yes, he was a dropout. Do we encourage our students to dropout?
No, absolutely not. He took his opportunity
and he’s making it happen
:G Herbo – High School Lyrics
