Through The Fire

G Herbo

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    (Big Oz on the keyboard and shit)
    Yeah, you already know what it is
    First time I met Ye, I swear to God, he walked up to me like
    Man, you gotta stop lettin' these niggas steal your style and shit, man
    Take your shit and run away with it (haha, I just laughed)
    I ain't even know what he was talkin' 'bout, I swear
    That shit was crazy, though, but them all facts
    Real Chicago legend, man, 'Raq legend, I been that, G Herbo
    Ayy (yeah, yeah)

    Long live my uncle K-Tone (uh)
    Rappin' in your basement, first time I made a song (I did)
    Always been a G, you always showed us stay strong (you did)
    Long as I had my cousins with me, I knew I'd make it home
    Now I'm livin' my dream, unc', I made it, my paper long (you know that)
    I just tryna do my thing, unc', but these niggas be hatin' on me
    That money they signed for ain't nothin' but a chain and a bracelet on 'em, uh
    I can land in any state I want, got a bad bitch waitin' on me, uh
    Tell her come hop in the truck
    Gotta keep her on the tuck
    Penthouse suite look like the Trump
    So fine, I fuck from the front
    Stay on my hip like a gun
    I'm on her lip like a blunt
    Hit the club, let's have some fun
    And I could do this all month
    Hundred K stacks bundled up
    Remember when it was all ones
    Great velocious, thankful I was the nigga that he called son

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    No bap, yeah, uh (yeah)
    Look (long live my pops)

    I made it through the fire
    Ain't stoppin' till I reach the level where it's nothin' higher (nothin')
    And then I might retire (yeah)
    I put this shit on my back and carried niggas like Mariah
    The same niggas that'll fuck 'round, wear them wires that indict us (damn)
    Tryna rope a nigga right up
    I just hope I keep gettin' money and rockin' all the shit that light up
    Yeah, I got more J than Tidal
    Every last whip got a title (uh)
    Just last year, I was down bad, almost lost every single thing I had
    But I'm still these niggas' idol
    Big G, I ain't nothin' like you (nothin')
    Fed everybody at the table, this my last one with the label
    I need thirty mil', I'm entitled, uh

    Nigga, yeah
    No bap, all fact
    That was a quick one goin' through
    Still goin' strong
    Yeah
    Shoutout Ye too, man, no bap
    And that nigga Oz, he a wizard doin' these flips with these flips, man
    Greatest rapper alive, I am that, no bap
    Anyone up, man, anybody wanna step to the plate?
    Come get at this shit, come take it, man, my crown on heavy
    Ain't tiltin', ain't fallin', fallin' ever
    And ever and ever and ever

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