They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
On 3 xos and I'm rolling
Kush and orange juice
That's my breakfast
Coming down the lane like I'm bowling
Knock making money off my checklist
Smoking texting driving living reckless
Gold gold on me no flexing
Still strapped up like a Texan
With a corporate bitch that bring them check in
She can't have no charges if we sexing
With enough ass to stash a pack in
She in love but I'm mackin
Probably love another if I'm lacking
Tryna stay in pockets like she Dak with it
Need Serena with them racks in
No back and forth
No badminton
Rather roll the dice
Like its backgammon
Love good drugs
Like bad women
Stay ahead of this fast living
Stay addicted to this cash getting
GTH til I'm packed in
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
We wasn't supposed to win huh
They wanted to send us straight to hell for every last sin huh
We had to persevere
It cost time and tears
Not to mention dollar bills to overcome
That shit hurt huh
How a nigga you tried to dirt
Still end up coming in first huh
Yeah that shit the worst huh
F*ck around and get your feelings hurt cause your ass decided to lurk huh
No emotions for a king
Gotta focus on the team
And the rings and gold goals, hoes and shit
Got beans Yao Ming
Sweet dreams
And fiends
Grams eighths zips and bows of shit
Herc - Anthem Lyrics
Herc - Anthem Lyrics
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They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
On 3 xos and I'm rolling
Kush and orange juice
That's my breakfast
Coming down the lane like I'm bowling
Knock making money off my checklist
Smoking texting driving living reckless
Gold gold on me no flexing
Still strapped up like a Texan
With a corporate bitch that bring them check in
She can't have no charges if we sexing
With enough ass to stash a pack in
She in love but I'm mackin
Probably love another if I'm lacking
Tryna stay in pockets like she Dak with it
Need Serena with them racks in
No back and forth
No badminton
Rather roll the dice
Like its backgammon
Love good drugs
Like bad women
Stay ahead of this fast living
Stay addicted to this cash getting
GTH til I'm packed in
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
We wasn't supposed to win huh
They wanted to send us straight to hell for every last sin huh
We had to persevere
It cost time and tears
Not to mention dollar bills to overcome
That shit hurt huh
How a nigga you tried to dirt
Still end up coming in first huh
Yeah that shit the worst huh
F*ck around and get your feelings hurt cause your ass decided to lurk huh
No emotions for a king
Gotta focus on the team
And the rings and gold goals, hoes and shit
Got beans Yao Ming
Sweet dreams
And fiends
Grams eighths zips and bows of shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
On 3 xos and I'm rolling
Kush and orange juice
That's my breakfast
Coming down the lane like I'm bowling
Knock making money off my checklist
Smoking texting driving living reckless
Gold gold on me no flexing
Still strapped up like a Texan
With a corporate bitch that bring them check in
She can't have no charges if we sexing
With enough ass to stash a pack in
She in love but I'm mackin
Probably love another if I'm lacking
Tryna stay in pockets like she Dak with it
Need Serena with them racks in
No back and forth
No badminton
Rather roll the dice
Like its backgammon
Love good drugs
Like bad women
Stay ahead of this fast living
Stay addicted to this cash getting
GTH til I'm packed in
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
They say we wasn't supposed to be shit
Cause we was on that G shit
My partner in that blood shit
My cousin on that c shit
Used to getting free shit
You looking like a free lick
Don't give a f*ck what he did
We still yelling free redacted
We wasn't supposed to win huh
They wanted to send us straight to hell for every last sin huh
We had to persevere
It cost time and tears
Not to mention dollar bills to overcome
That shit hurt huh
How a nigga you tried to dirt
Still end up coming in first huh
Yeah that shit the worst huh
F*ck around and get your feelings hurt cause your ass decided to lurk huh
No emotions for a king
Gotta focus on the team
And the rings and gold goals, hoes and shit
Got beans Yao Ming
Sweet dreams
And fiends
Grams eighths zips and bows of shit
Writer: James Hunter IV
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid