G Herbo - Bein' Famous lyrics

[Intro] Homeboy flexin' to his b**h sayin' he know me, know he lyin' He been whinin' the whole time His b**h want me to stay over, I ain't got the time [Hook] Homeboy flexin' to his b**h, sayin' he know me but I know he lyin' And, I been f**ed his b**h and he been whinin' the whole time And, his b**h want me to stay over but baby I ain't go the time And, I told her hold my guap first, she said "Baby do your thing" And, I can't trust these n***as, so that's why I keep my thang with me And if you ain't with the street sh**, don't get your a** cooked, n***a just for hangin' And a lot of these n***as start gettin' a little money, then they get to changin' I'd rather have this money and my n***as with me, sh** f** bein' famous [Verse 1: Capo] I'd rather, rather have this money and my n***as with me, sh** f** bein' famous A lot of n***as talk a lot of sh**, so them guns get to aimin' My n***as don't bullsh**, lots of men we bangin' If you ain't with the street sh**, don't get cooked just for hangin' Pull up on a f** n***a block and them shots get to ringin' Sneak dissin' to that b**h, and my phone get to ringin' Rappin' just to get Slick out, I ain't tryna get famous [?] [?] firin' the K, and y'all n***as, y'all fake Cause I'm gettin' money, f** n***a and that's the reason y'all hate Boy play your place with me Flexin' to your b**h like you the n***a, boy stay away from me [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Herb] I'd rather have this money and my n***as with me, f** bein' famous Hit the club with the gang, totin' 30s and them thangs, we armed and dangerous And we gang bangin', don't get changed man We ain't like y'all rappin' a** n***as, got hammers on us, we aimin' Young n***a I came up from nothin', that's why I'm 'bout a sack Start finessin', I'm playin' with these racks and I don't know how to act Remember me, Kobe, Capo, and Duwop was on the block gettin' off the act RIP Kobe, me and Duwop, Boss, Cap gettin' off the act We leanin', we dozin' off a four Bro still got a 30 up on his head, run up we gon' blow "What happened to them n***as?" We don't know Tryin' to stack my digits, ain't flexin' for no hoes