[Intro: G Herbo]
Turn me up, I need some levels
Yeah, we on Flex
Uh
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Shit get bad, grab that duffle bag, fill it up with cash
If this dash, hit the whole two hundred, I might duck my past
Ain't got nothin' but a bunch of Oxy pills and some gas
Thinkin' back on shit I did, let go the wheel and just crash
Let a nigga be, give a nigga peace, let me breathe
Take a nigga cheese, want my energy, everything
I got married to my block, I bought that bitch a weddin' ring
Ride McNight was like my Glock, I walked up shit and let it sing
Fuck them niggas I had love for 'cause I saw jealousy
Ain't a stranger to no death, so what the fuck you tellin' me?
Sometimes I be wantin' get away
I face my problems like G, but it ain't easy for me
They always need somethin' from me
Feel like they squeezin' for me
Had my soldiers on the line and they was bleedin' for me
Did some real bad shit, but it was easy for me
Now I gotta be where my lil' nigga need me to be
I be tryna go that way, but niggas need me in the streets
Gotta stay protected, I won't let 'em leave me in the streets
And I'll leave a nigga mind sideways, crime pays
Fifty K'll get you gone in five days
Don't know why, but sometimes I be wantin' get away like far away
Sometimes I flashback to me and Kobe in them hallways
Sometimes I be ready to kill a nigga right in broad day
Way before them long, long nights it was hard days
Totin' forties, nines, on the 9 straight for nine days
Hopin' we don't trust the wrong nigga like the Nine Treys
Uh, yeah, hold on, look, yeah
Livin' in the studio, I put in work today
Long live Juice WRLD, might do a Perc' today
But I still been runnin' up my money in the worstest ways
But still on the real I gotta chill off the Perkys and
Still up the mills, tryna balance out this hurt
Independent with no deal, but I still might go bezerk
Motivation, but I terrify my city like I'm Durk
I miss [?], Slim and [?] Burk, livin' fast like skrrt-skrrt
Ever since fourteen been puttin' my niggas on a shirt
Ever since fourteen been seein' my niggas up in hearses but
Never on my worst day, I'll never let a bitch play me on my worst day
I'd never let a nigga play me on my worst day
I'll walk in this bitch fresh as fuck like it's my birthday, yeah
Turn me up, I need some levels
Yeah, we on Flex
Uh
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Shit get bad, grab that duffle bag, fill it up with cash
If this dash, hit the whole two hundred, I might duck my past
Ain't got nothin' but a bunch of Oxy pills and some gas
Thinkin' back on shit I did, let go the wheel and just crash
Let a nigga be, give a nigga peace, let me breathe
Take a nigga cheese, want my energy, everything
I got married to my block, I bought that bitch a weddin' ring
Ride McNight was like my Glock, I walked up shit and let it sing
Fuck them niggas I had love for 'cause I saw jealousy
Ain't a stranger to no death, so what the fuck you tellin' me?
Sometimes I be wantin' get away
I face my problems like G, but it ain't easy for me
They always need somethin' from me
Feel like they squeezin' for me
Had my soldiers on the line and they was bleedin' for me
Did some real bad shit, but it was easy for me
Now I gotta be where my lil' nigga need me to be
I be tryna go that way, but niggas need me in the streets
Gotta stay protected, I won't let 'em leave me in the streets
And I'll leave a nigga mind sideways, crime pays
Fifty K'll get you gone in five days
Don't know why, but sometimes I be wantin' get away like far away
Sometimes I flashback to me and Kobe in them hallways
Sometimes I be ready to kill a nigga right in broad day
Way before them long, long nights it was hard days
Totin' forties, nines, on the 9 straight for nine days
Hopin' we don't trust the wrong nigga like the Nine Treys
Uh, yeah, hold on, look, yeah
Livin' in the studio, I put in work today
Long live Juice WRLD, might do a Perc' today
But I still been runnin' up my money in the worstest ways
But still on the real I gotta chill off the Perkys and
Still up the mills, tryna balance out this hurt
Independent with no deal, but I still might go bezerk
Motivation, but I terrify my city like I'm Durk
I miss [?], Slim and [?] Burk, livin' fast like skrrt-skrrt
Ever since fourteen been puttin' my niggas on a shirt
Ever since fourteen been seein' my niggas up in hearses but
Never on my worst day, I'll never let a bitch play me on my worst day
I'd never let a nigga play me on my worst day
I'll walk in this bitch fresh as fuck like it's my birthday, yeah
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