G Herbo - Why Is That lyrics

[Intro] [Hook: K.M. tha Original] These n***as ain't getting no money & I'm like why is that I'm looking for brain from b**hes not snitches with wire taps These jeans cost more than 150 don't ask me how fly is that You know that I come from the city where I gotta watch my back I'm like why is that Why is that Why is that why is that Why is that You know that I'm come from ms windy (watch my back) Why is that Why is that [Verse 1: K.M. tha Original] I'm getting this money they see me count up And them n***as like why is that They see me in foreigns they see me pull up And them n***as like how is that I got at yo girl and she gave me her number But I ain't never call or text I get it and smash it you cuffing arresting Now tell me whats wrong wit that I spit stupid like a two year old Y'all snooze on the flow with out a sleeping bag They hate hard I'm like why is that, they blind as hell Won't ever see the cash K.M. tha Original Get my letters straight I love to make 'em mad With real n***as who authentic No pepper spray just guns and cash Got a smart girl with the dumbest a** I'm still tryna find out her tongue is at I'm a Scorpio you know what come with that Lil' freaky sh** to keep ya running back And You lames is clueless I Stacy dash to The banks like Hillary You really be making me cripple you visually I be splitting these Atomic flows precisely with symmetry Please do not mimick me n***as be gimmicky Finicky talking bout how they gone injure Me silly lil' industry Wanna be little gs with little G's And little cheese n***a please I be too busy to tell you I'm busy Chase dollar bills till a n***a get dizzy So either you with me or you not comin wit me & If you not wit me then I am not tripping I come from the city that they call ms windy Hot in the winter n***as walking with semis Sorry for The misunderstandings y'all lil' boys And I'm Peyton manning Right now I'm manning Respect demanded I'm not from this world And I'm out of this planet But why is that [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Herb] My city filled with murders and k**ers But why is that Cause ain't no more jobs The kids is starving And everyone tryna' rap My city the murder cap, it ain't gone change Cause everyone gotta gat And everyone tryna clap On the internet Ain't no one tryna trap Now please tell me why is that Why my city copy cats If trapping is dead G Herbo gone bring it back Bet you they copy that Smokin' pack to the head And sippin' on lean I hope my lungs don't collapse Because [?] we got macks with the beams You know my lil' bro gone clap Yeah I'm living my dream, I'm counting' these hunnids And ridin' in low lows now But I'm still the same n***a I'm wit' the same n***as Deeko let that 4 4 clap I be riding and sipping' and f**ing off digits I don't give a ho my time 10K for a show, 5K for verse and post up like Im on the grind No 9 to 5 G Herbo punching in for over time Don't know what you do to your opps when you see 'em But b**h I stand over mine I round in them hondas and buicks Well b**h now its rari and rover time [?] free wet 'em up b**h we need 'em back on the nine [Hook]