Ok G Herbo

[Intro]
808 my crew

[Verse 1]
Drinkin' Remy out the bottle
I've been in the trenches
It ain't no excuse, you don't tote a pistol, I do
Maybe that's what separate me and you
I know you don't live how I do
"Herbo, how you get them beats for the free?"
You don't fuck with Sizzle, I do
Gang said, "Lil' bro, I got you
We official, I get money with you"
And he told me watch out for the fake friends
You know that's what that money gets you
Stay focused although niggas hatin'
When they throw shots, let it miss you
Unless them shots for real (Shots for real)
Of course, somebody gettin' killed (Somebody gettin' killed)
In the Porsche gettin' top, ass up in the passenger
Yeah, and this top from Brazil
I'm like fuck it, start droppin' the top in the whip
They done noticed I'm not in the field
I was somewhere in Bali for real
Slowin' down when I drive by the hill
Like damn, I'm blessed for real
We gon' pop out them Audis and drill
Used to be stressed, for real
Pour up a six to come down off the pills
Knew Kobe since I was lil'
Fazo was my big homie for real
Vito stayed next door to me
Lil' Rock used to have me drunk as hell
Me and Cap was plottin' on signin' deals
All my niggas that got killed