Crazy G Herbo

[Intro]
G Herbo, Swervo
Humble beast man, you know I'm just doing me, I can't complain

[Verse 1]
A product of my environment, of course I am
Walking with this torch I am
Still smell like gunpowder, straight up off that porch I am
Youngest nigga got up on his grizzy, without force I am
Go and cop that new Ferrari, 700 horse, I am
And I told my big bros, "let me see you run it up"
I don't give a motherfuck about them if they ain't one of us
Niggas, they ain't nothing like us
They wasn't on that block like us
They don't tote them Glocks like us
They won't die for Roc like us
Understanding, overhanded, get that money rubberband it
Count it first before you spend it
I don't think they comprehend it
Thinking about my big bro Crazy James, he got apprehended
All we know is blocka-blocka-blocka then the coppers had him
Can't forget my bro Da Roe, I love him like my mama had him
That night we lost Kobe on the 8 block, had that Glock beside him
Can't forget about them days and nights cause they made me
We survived the trenches, we was crazy