G Herbo - Love 2 Stunt lyrics

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G Herbo - Love 2 Stunt lyrics

[Produced by Showtyme] [Hook] Just a n***a off the block tryna chase them dollaz You boys broke, I thank the lord I dont face them problems Im at the table, full plate eating steak wit goblins Walk in the shop counting them knots Like "I'll take the Robins" Herbo just a young n***a Love 2 Stunt n***a I just wanna become rich I hope it come quicker And they hate that im up n***a I ain't dumb n***a Thats why all of my young n***as got they guns wit em(2x) [Verse 1] Walk up in the shop on Stony, ill take the Robins And I pray for any n***a that can't wait to rob me Cuz I got that 30 on me, I can't wait to pop it f** the Jakes, my money straight Build a case and drop it Lately I heard alotta n***as hate me, stop it And lately n***as say they gonna erase me, stop it And maybe im losing focus and my patience droppin Or I just might not be on point, but I be taeski watchin You can catch me in the field Everyday we clockin Money always to the right Thats the .380 pocket Run up, watch me blast off Thats the .380 rocket You've been welcomed to Chiraq Even the baby sparkin And its k**ed or be k**ed here Even the babies heartless When sh** get real my n***as drill Everyday we marchin Everyday them hammers co*k Everyday they droppin And n***as dead my broski Roc So ain't no way we stoppin Its Rocblock til the d**hbed Saw a opp, let that Glock rock til his chest bled You dont wanna catch a topshot unless you vesthead Yea and I dont talk, ya mans only heard what the tech said And his a** dead Ridin thru the opps block We just lookin for dreads Wit them books in the chopshop We just lookin for feds We ain't worryin bout no n***as We cookin his head .223's burn his a** We cook him with lead Left the snakes in the gra** Took my n***as instead Still Free to G. Gill while he up in the feds T-Slim on his way, been upstate for them years Real n***as from the go, man just hold up ya head And Joc did a long time for the wrong crime So broski this summer for you and its all mine And broski we coming for you when its yo time Just know I got something for you I need more time Im on the grind like a heavyweight They say if you dont grind, you dont shine So I went to cop this bezel face Reach for my bezel face, dont hesitate I blow this metal 8, you levitate Like you featherweight, im in a race [Hook] [Verse 2] Herb straight from the slums where the gangstas at k**as, robbas, junkies, and rapists at Over East where some n***as never make it at In the streets, fake n***as can't relate to that Ess** block, murder scene n***a Where it's all about the green You a trapper or a feen n***a You can catch me with my team n***a No Limit MB, smokin loud drinkin lean n***a We take offense over here n***a Either worry about ya mouth or better say what you mean n***a 30 in a ning-ding Make a real scary scene, hollow tips, red beam n***a Cash rule everything n***a So I got choppers for the team And the drama that it bring wit it Yeah I pop alotta beans n***a I dont ever wanna sleep cuz im up chasin dreams n***a Gotta get this money, and these lil n***as funny Cuz im always outside, how they "lookin" for me? You can slide thru, tryna ride thru We advise you, shells fly comin right behind you We gon ride too You can hide too We gon find you Homicide say I ain't remind you But we ain't talkin to the jakes over here If they grab you better not answer What they asky you Know that snitches get These 40's out the 50 clip Flame up if you get the sh** n***as gettin caught wit bricks nd sh** Sayin the jury dismissed the sh** Nah, you ain't with the sh** Hand down to the snitchin sh** Ill never say a word I ain't good at makin sentences While im tryna get rich and sh** Hallways full of piss Where im from, come picture this