| 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) |
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| 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) |
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| I made it through the fire |
| Ain't stoppin' 'til 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 |
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| 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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