Trials

Trials - G Herbo Lyrics

[Verse 1]

We was young rebels, renegade heavy, war ready

Niggas wanted our respect 'cause they old

I'ma get it on my own, I ain't one to mold

We like, "Why be under niggas when we know they hoes?"

Had they back out selling coke, man, I know they told

I ain't get enough supply and I oversold

We was posted with the siege 'til the cells came

Get the bundles out the fridge now I know they cold

I be all over the bread like provalone

I been balling so hard now my shoulder blown

Get it back, I'm in the trap house, overlong

All the Ziploc bags and the soda gone

Niggas go on missions, mindset on going home

Then they don't have no idea why it's going wrong

If you out here with the squad then be smart with 'em

Don't play no part in it, you ain't got your heart in it

Couple niggas killers on them prison yards with it

Shooting hammers in them cars with a broad in it

What you thought she was gon' do for ya?

Not time or support, nigga, she ain't waiting two for ya

She ain't come through on the books with the loot for ya

You go to trial, she won't even buy a suit for ya

Win or lose on that verdict, it's the finals nigga

Pick a bitch 'cause that jury ain't 'gon root for ya



[Interlude]

Ya know, trials and tribulations, man

That's what life about, ya know what I'm saying?

The fails, the falls, ups and downs

It's only to keep going, keep staring

Make you stronger, ya know what I'm saying?

Only the weak give up, but anyway



[Verse 2]

I know that I was destined

Ain't no coincidence, I know that I was blessed with

Too intelligent, I know I ain't to mess with

Rob me if you desperate, sure to get your chest hit

I be to myself just tryna get a check 'cause

Everybody else just pussy boy infected

Now my family and real niggas feel neglected

But I feel like if they love me they gon' respect it

Money on my head, how? I ain't get the message

Glass restaurant with my bitch eating breakfast

If you starin' too long, I ain't second guessing

How long you think it take to up this bitch, just a second

Hating on a nigga 'cause your bitch and him were sexing

Still got the hoe home, tryna get her pregnant

Mad at the world 'cause you hiding your affection

Worst thing of all, kill a nigga 'cause he flexing

Let a nigga flex, mad 'cause we rich

Mad and you sick, really on my dick

You know me as G Herbo, worry me 'bout shit

Turn up my flex a bit, have another fit

Curry on my hip, get hit 'bout your lip

Filled with hollow tips, that's just off the rip

Glizzy got my palms all sweaty off the grip

Fingertips sticky, I just rolled up a zip

Boulders and shit, I was like twelve

Cuz told me, "You will learn more the older you get"

Soldiers and shit, I was in the field

That's the reason I be rapping all soulful and shit

Load up the whip, this one for my niggas got hit

Pulling up top, hold up the clip

This some whole other shit, living like this

Have a nigga 25, looking old as a bitch



[Outro]

G Herbo, uh

Ya know, gang shit, man

Ya know, 150 dream team, 150 Roc Block

Humble Beast, Essex block

79th and Essex, Roc block

Kobe squad, cap or die, nigga