Survivor’s Guilt (feat. G Herbo)

Tell the story about-

Even in the wintertime they identifyin' all these niggas dyin'

Ain't no breakin' time for the bacon, swine

Is a peace of mind worth leavin' everything you knew behind?

Move another town and

Hope the trauma don't amount to what you do in life

'Cause some people didn't make it doin' life

Yeah, my people need vacation on a island

All the people sayin' we made it, sorta lyin'

I got no alliance to no corporate buyers

Raise the mortgage higher

I'm stand my ground like a f**kin' squatter

My father told me that the world was mine and I believed him

My momma said I was a heathen

My grandma was the one to feed us

I'm the one that paid my sister tuition, I should probably go to the meetings

My grandpa smilin' with no teeth in, my cousin still supposed to be h-

Ayy, ayy, ayy, raised below poverty

Now I keep it sacred geometry, I'm with my circle

I'm trainin' for mayhem, but y'all on more triangle

'Cause I saw silly ni**as done change up

I'm still on my square like a Plaintiff

Be careful, they armed and they dangerous

For diamonds some niggas is spirallin'

They wanna send boxes, but can't contain us, oh my God

I'm tryna move better, what's really eatin' when you from a food desert?

I see the news letters, can't listen to them, they be movin' too careless

This album's confessions of a man movin' quick, wonder he regret it

Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich

Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go

I can't take it no more

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Let the snakes do you cold

It's the same as before

If they hate, they some hoes

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go

I can't take it no more

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Let the snakes do you cold

It's the same as before

If they hate, they some hoes

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Even in the summertime it be mothers cryin'

Talkin' out of line, you get undermined

There's some real niggas here that wanna die

No stoppin', make as much as you can, it ain't no option

I'm all across the land, I'm a globetrotter

'Cause I left the fam on my old block

And now I got no choice but to go harder

I plotted on everything, said "I'ma kill everything"

Survivor's guilt rhetoric, I could've been a B

But that thinkin' deadly

We facin' the pressure of family that we watched suffer

I gotta lift 'em up out of the gutter

I make a check and send that to my mother

They root for me like Ireland and Conor McGregor

Loaded up the van, some of them didn't fit

I got you next time we do this again, don't trip

Had zero to my name, so did the gang I was with

Said, "Once we make ten bands, we'll be rich, rich, rich, rich"

Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go

I can't take it no more

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Let the snakes do you cold

It's the same as before

If they hate, they some hoes

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go

I can't take it no more

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Let the snakes do you cold

It's the same as before

If they hate, they some hoes

(Once I make a band and get rich, rich, rich, rich)

Uh

Bitch, I was rich at twenty-one

And I'm still on savage shit like 21

Havin' shit, Niemans and Saks, I'm grabbin' it

Walk in, spend twenty K on the average

Real nigga straight off that block with the mills

Used to be broke with my partners on pills

Forty shots ran through the block, I couldn't hear

Spend that guap, now I got rocks in my ears (Let's go)

Stack it up, put up a lot for the kids

Some times you see, but that's not what it is (What it is)

And when you see me, just acknowledge the G

I'm on top of my shit, 'cause I handle my biz (G Herbo)

Stay on the grind, had to plot for some years

Ain't have no fear, I weren't droppin' no tears

Me and my old self, we swappin' careers

I'm really lit, but I ride with a gliz' (Ride with a gliz')

I can't break a sweat, gas up the jet and dip (Ayy)

Rainin', you get wet, I'm strapped, just check my hip (Got that)

All this VVS, in these baguettes, it cost a grip (Ayy)

I can tell she wet, she tryna sex me with her lips, swerve (Ayy, ayy)

Break in the door, 'nother day in the 'Go

I can't take it no more

Let the snakes do you cold

It's the same as before

If they hate, they some hoes

This came until my mother say "How would you like to come to Chicago and work for me?

And if you don't like it, I send you train fare to come back"