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(Daddy, I wanna be on your new album)
Big G Herbo, Big Swerve, Swerve, Swervo, the biggest Swerve
You know I been that
I been that nigga, for real
All my life, man, everything I ever did, I was good at it
Good or bad, and I stayed ten toes
I'm still ten toes
Takin' what come wit' it
And I'm only gettin' better, you know?
Still at this shit
And don't none of this should get me excited
Therefore, I don't get upset if I don't get invited
That's why if I don't feel respect, then flames get ignited
It ain't about check, then I'm not interested, I can't hide it
I'm not respondin' to your text message, I don't like it
You not my bro, if I don't love you, I don't gotta fight you
And if it's smoke, you already know, pull out that lighter, strike it
I gotta move righteous
I been losin' sleep every night, I heard they wanna indict us (let's get it)
Used to hunt and eat niggas 'til we got the 'itus
They ain't know my heart was darkest 'cause I was the lightest (word)
Caught a pistol case with Marcus and I claimed my shit (damn)
They sent him upstate for parole, I bonded out the same night
'Cause I always had motion, that's the shit they ain't like (fuck it)
And I always been a soldier, can't go out without a fight (No Limit)
And the way G Fazo died, that's how I knew niggas wasn't right
If I feel a funny vibe, we killin' everything in sight (grrt)
Had an air mattress goin' to sleep, and all I seen was mice
Now I feel like Veeze, fifties pink, blue hunnids, red beans and rice
Ain't get no Z's, I'm up, makin' cheese every single night
Watch eighty G's, neck two hundred G's, I wearin' that shootin' dice
Walk in the strip club, I don't wanna leave, Miami my vice
I blow a fifty, make it look so easy 'cause that shit was slight (uh)
Even though I'm sleazy, got her weak, pleadin', I'm her Kryptonite
I ball seven days a week, but I been still try and get it right (Swerv)
I'm still livin' fast, though (Swerv)
I was broke before, now I'm like, where my past go? (Swerv)
Credit like seven somethin', but I still paid in cash, though (Swerv)
I'ma walk in the bank and get everything I asked for (Swerv)
I can't listen to you niggas, that shit's so trash
Still ain't went number one on Billboard
But I been havin' the streets on smash, though (ten years straight)
I can't love no ho 'cause it ain't gon' last
I caught her sneakin', takin' a pic, no flash, then put me on blast
The lil' bitch bad, though
I'm still fucked up 'bout my past
I'm outside smokin', thinkin', I'm just fuckin' up the dash (ridin')
And I got my MAC, keep my MAC
And I ain't givin' niggas no pass 'cause they won't give me no pass (yeah)
I used to be wakin' up in a cell, ain't know that I crashed (for real)
Now I'm wakin' up in the hills and bein' a dad
Before I walk in the buildin', they advance it
Bossed up my lifestyle, I enhanced it
(G Herbo, Swerv)
Like, I'm really just like
Lay into you 'cause like, I really wanna fuck with you
I'm just like tryna roll up, not really gettin' my ass home with you
Like I don't know what you really want from me
But you gotta tell me what the fuck you really want from me, for real
'Cause I don't really know what's goin' on with you
Say, twin
You know it walk two times
Ain't no checkin' in 'less you check in with big Boo Whizzle
WRITERS
Herbert Randall Wright, Matthew-Kyle Brown
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CARLTON WORLDWIDE MUSIC, BILL MODE RICO
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