G Herbo – Wilt Chamberlin | Lyrics

Versuri “Wilt Chamberlin” – G Herbo

Yeah, I done spent the night in the stu’
Man, it’s 11:30
‘Til I feel it’s done and s**t
I been in this b**ch like, thirty-six hours

Ay, you know, they be callin’ me the golden child and s**t
Yeah, it’s probably ’cause, you know
Why you call me the golden child, anyway
I was built for all this s**t
Everything, like, I just
Whatever I do, man, good or bad
I just lay down on my bed, f**k it

I just lay down in my bed, f**k it
‘Wopschino ask if I want him dead
And I’m like, yeah, f**k it
Them shootouts and high speeds
I made it out, but I ain’t lucky
Had to walk home on the opps
They see that b**ch ’cause I ain’t tuck it

Jade, I used to call my folks
And we’d pop outside, I’m already comin’
He was thirsty to pick me up
‘Cause both us tryin’ to score a bucket
It was no one man above the group
We gon’ fall together, f**k it
But it’s always just that one
With the biggest head, LeToya Luckett

Remember Rell turned himself in
We was droppin’ Aca, twelve or muddy
Fell asleep standin’ up in front of my mama
She knew I was up to somethin’
Then I dropped out of school to get this money
She knew I was up-and-comin’
Then I walked in the house one day with a Wilt Chamberlain
All hundreds

Since my first hundred, KI was focused and kept savin’
All hundreds
Everybody tellin’ me do this and do that
N**ga, this ain’t y’all money
When I was young I couldn’t wait ’til I grow up
And I got my own money
Now I’m grown and got a son
Gotta keep it comin’

Soon as I get done, back on the run
I can’t sleep for nothin’, uh
They gave me a million bucks to talk
So at least I speak for somethin’, uh
Told them, boys, I wanna race
A hundred miles and runnin’, uh
God forbid it’s my time to go
Then I’m just gon’ keep gunnin’, uh

I’m just gon’ get money, uh
And when I make two hundred, uh
And my b**ch got a bank account
With nothin’ less than four hundred, uh
You know I’m a big dog, everything paid for
She ain’t gotta spend no money, uh
Don’t no female in my life
Get up and work for nothing, uh

My son grannies don’t need nothin’, uh
Aunties don’t need nothin’, uh
None of my brothers need nothin’, uh
‘Cept for probably a lawyer or somethin’
Probably somebody to watch their daughter or somethin’
Smokin’ v-line, need a quarter or somethin’
Still know how to boil water, uh versuri.online
Hit a bro if you need an order or somethin’
He asked me to hold on tight to my past
Like a hoarder or somethin’

Can’t trust all my homies
Feel like Rich Porter or somethin’
If your mind was right
I might go have somethin’ cross the border comin’
But n**gas ain’t ready to eat
I ain’t goin’ to war over nothin’

Lost too many of my brothers to this s**t
I can’t afford another
You know I’m gon’ go, right or wrong
So at least keep me informed or somethin’
My mama must have prayed to gangsta God
Before I was born or somethin’
You know I’ma hit a n**ga but before I see the n**ga
Just gimme a warnin’ or somethin’

Everywhere I go somebody recordin’ somethin’
Poppin’ ’em all when I’m bored or somethin’
Really I need an award or somethin’
B**ch put me up on that boy for somethin’
The s**t I was doin’ in the streets
I ain’t never seen you, but I’ma ignore it, it’s nothin’
N**gas say they gettin’ their s**t out the mud
Like my streets aren’t as dirty as yours or somethin’…

➤ Written by CuBeatz, DY Krazy & G Herbo
Album: Still Swervin
Produced by CuBeatz & DY Krazy
G Herbo 2019