(It´s something in me)
Let´s get it
(It´s something in me)
Let us get that
(C-Sick)

We with that
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
I´m rappin´, this real rap
Uh

I could´ve been had features, I wan´ with that
I was in the streets, tryna get my get back (Fuck nigga)
Niggas sittin´ on benches now, but I had played the bleachers
Niggas tried to flex for hoes, but I had had them sneakers (Been had them)
I was in the trenches with my glick, with a stick (Big thirty)
Same bitches act like I wan´ shit, suck my dick (Bitch)
All the lit bitches come around, now I´m rich
But I don´t give a fuck ´bout shit now I´m rich (Rich as shit)

Gotta watch out for my homies, now I feel like Mitch
I don´t conversate with niggas, they might feel like snitchin´
I be on to all you niggas, guess I feel like Ace, ´cept for niggas gon´ get shot right in they face (Baow)
I like starin´ at my place, I´m out of place
Catch me crusin´ in the Lamb´ or I´m outer space (Rolls)
Niggas been hoes, he tryna get chose
Niggas been hoes, they just ain´t been exposed
Ain´t in nigga´s business, don´t be sniffin´ with my nose (Nah)
Don´t like nigga´s energy, I´m chillin´ with my bros (Gang)
I live in LA, but don´t playin´ with my nose
Think I still live in Chiraq ´cause I be stayin´ with my pole (I got that)

I´ma blow that, fasho that (Fasho)
I know how to tuck a thirty, don´t show that (Don´t show it)
Rich as fuck but I´m still Herbie, you know that (You know that)
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak (Uh)

Still quick to do a nigga dirty, you know that
Sitcks and stones probably break my bones, but ain´t never let a word, you know that
Quick to hop up in that foreign, Swerv´, you know that
I got cake, my brother got some cake, so we merge
Folks in that straight take off on the Jakes, so we heard (Skrtt)
Ain´t leave a trace, snub thirty-eight, so we heard (So we heard)

A lot of you niggas born in the trenches, but be nerds (What?)
I got some killers that´ll kill the killers from the ´burbs (From the ´burbs)
So don´t judge books
We got thugs shook
That´s my cous´ look (Look at ´em)
Got you niggas shook still, blow that fire, know how that feel
Niggas die, know how that feel (Know how that feel), but don´t look at me get killed (Pussy)
Real niggas with that´s gon´ kill for me, I don´t got to kill
I got more M´s than yo´ deal worth, don´t got a deal (´Fore I had a deal)
Anytime I sign a deal they don´t own none (Shit)
And I be clutchin´ on that steel feel like you on to somethin´

But, I´ma blow that, fasho that
I know how to tuck a thirty, don´t show that
Rich as fuck but I´m still Herbie, you know that
I got children, turned to a gremlin, no Kodak