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g herbo - stay solid كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
“uh. i remember i used to g_ngb_ng everyday. i left all that sh_t alone. godd_mn, i ain’t even know i’ll be here. i just signed a deal for eight figures. still independent.”
yeah
what

[verse 1]
feet hurt and my hands bl__dy, climbing up the mountain
everyday got bands comin’, word to my accountant
f_cked up yo’ advance money and i’m still countin’
every time they seen me beat the odds and they still doubtin’
ain’t no room for all the cars, i got three in my garage
i got rich off gangsta sh_t ’cause they can’t see me bar for bar
i got n_ggas in my clique and they got rich from takin’ risks
and sh_t, i still ain’t made a hit beforе this sh_t was takin’ hits
i made mistakes, we shot, almost ain’t gеt away but we got back, bang the wraith
i played it safe, i was totin’ my sh_t everyday, n_gga lack, caught eight in his face
n_ggas die everyday, heard he said he gon’ see me spray, same n_gga caught eight in his face
and we still gon’ slide, any n_gga standin’ outside, right there, he takin’ his place (blrrd)
and i’m still gon’ ride, security by my side but i got me a big ol’ fye
got millions now, used to ride back in a crown, now i get in my lamb, go drive
in interrogations, i didn’t snitch (never)
used to run my fingerprints and now i use my sh_t to start the whip

[chorus]
i ain’t gotta eat mcdonald’s, i do benihana (okay)
i bought rollies for my potnas, benzes for my momma
big ass mansion with my potnas and that sh_t my momma
bought so much dolce & gabana, now i’m louis, prada
thinkin’ ’bout the days when i ain’t have a dollar, i stay solid
shootouts everyday, my block wasn’t none but drama, i stay solid
lot of n_ggas faded, fell out ’bout them commas, i stay solid (f_ck ’em)
street n_gga, i got a platinum card, ain’t got no wallet
[verse 2]
started from the bottom, made it far ’cause i got knowledge
something telling me “go harder”, so i wake up plottin’ (catch ’em)
i’m addicted to my spinnin’ and i hate to call it
spillin’ money ’cause it’s liquid, i’ma paperholic
can’t relate to broke n_ggas, i relate to ballers
lost it once and got it back so i relate to fallin’
trench babies with the sack, i relate to all of that
i was right next to the shooters, i relate to spalding
real n_gga before rap, that’s a fact, i get racks
used to trap to get back
going back to get that
just relax, i sit back
i don’t react to chit chat
you disrespect me, get whacked
i keep one up, no cl!ck clack
i aim yo’ way, see pitch black
like i’ma fan, you hearin’ claps
won’t hear me lyin’ on no rap
two rolls, watches mismatch
i used to serve and flip crack
the rolls royce, i did that
i cruised the back of the ‘lac in the raq
(swerve, big swerve)

- g herbo

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