Survivor’s Outro Lyrics – G Herbo
Singer: G Herbo
Title: Survivor’s Outro
Huh
That’s probably the reason I don’t even write music no more, fool
I don’t even know how to like, feel my vibe, I be goin’ through different moods and sh#t
Every time I try to write some music
When I be feelin’ the vibe and wantin’ to like, feel how I used to feel, I ain’t even the n#gg# I used to be no more
So I be moody, goin’ through different moods and sh#t
It be different, I don’t even know how to, feel like I used to feel, no, I ain’t that n#gg# no more
So whoever you lookin’ for, you ain’t gon’ find him
You just gon’ find me, uh
The n#gg# you used to know
n#gg# you was lookin’ for, used to blow pipes and tote dice
Blow dice, I mean tote pipes and blow dice (Blow dice)
Whatever
Whatever, whenever
Huh
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f#ck that bag (Bag), used to f#ck that bag up (Bag up)
Foenem playin’ with this sh#t, but they gon’ smash somethin’ (Smash somethin’)
Foreigns why the call me Swervo, used to crash ’em
Police at my mama house, they picked the Jag up
Get your cash up, get your swag up
You a killer, right? Why you tag us?
Make your mind up, p#ss# boy, decide somethin’
Haters gon’ manipulate, they tryna mind f#ck
I woke up like 8 A.M. ’cause I’m a grinder
Foenem called to wake me first ’cause they with sliders (They with sliders)
I can’t let no n#gg# conquer us, divide us (Divide us)
We was born kings, can’t no one define us
We was in the trenches broke and f#cked the finest ones (Finest ones)
n#gg#s know how gang rock, we had the loudest guns (Loudest guns)
We can’t hate, appreciate our wait around the sun
We can’t hate, appreciate a day around the sun (Uh-huh)
I could never hate my daddy, now I got a son (Two of ’em)
I love spendin’ time with ’em, but I gotta run (Uh-huh)
This life sh#t ain’t cheap, this life sh#t ain’t sweet
Made decisions gotta keep, I can’t post delete
The internet wan’ see me stressed, pullin’ up old tweets
I ain’t even into that sh#t, can’t remember that sh#t
Whips, I used to rent them sh#ts, sh#t and now I’m in that sh#t
She do too much hatin’ sh#t, can’t defend that b#tch
I can’t lie about my past so I made that list
Hoes be on hatin’ sh#t, I can’t take that risk
Uh, uh, can’t erase what I did
But if that glove do not fit then you must acquit (Quit)
I was f#ckin’ sh#t lit, I was just a jit (Jit)
I was on some sick sh#t, I was just a jit
I can’t even think I’m special, that’s just how we live
That’s why n#gg#s fourteen, out here havin’ kids
That’s why n#gg#s fourteen, out here doin’ bids
I couldn’t chase my dreams but knew ’bout fourty Sigs
Thirty Glocks, pull up, thirty shots
Never thought we’d hear ’em stop (Stop), but we heard ’em stop
She a teen she ain’t have no pops (Pops), but she had a crop top
n#gg# ain’t have no pops (Pops) but he had a drop top (Top)
For real
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