G Herbo - Strike You lyrics

[Intro]
Daddy, I wanna be on your new album
Big G Herbo, Big Swerve, Swerve,
Swervo, the biggest Swerve
You know I been that
I been that nigga, for real
All my life, man, everything
I ever did, I was good at it
Good or bad, and I stayed ten toes
Still ten toes
Taking what come wit' it
And I'm only gettin' better you know?
Still at this shit

[Verse 1]
And don't none
Of this should get me excited
Therefore, I don't get
Upset if I don't get invited
That's why if I don't feel respect
Then flamеs get ignited


It ain't about check, thеn
I'm not interested, I can't hide it
I'm not respondin' to your
Text message, I don't like it
You not my bro, if I don't love you
I don't gotta fight you
And if it's smoke, you already know
Pull out that lighter, strike it
I gotta move righteous
I been losin' sleep every night
I heard they wanna indict us (Let's get it)
Used to hunt and eat niggas 'til we got the 'itus
They ain't know my heart
Was darkest 'cause I was the lightest (Word)
Caught a pistol case with Marcus
And I claimed my shit (Damn)
They sent him upstate for parole
I bonded out the same night
'Cause I always had motion
That's the shit they ain't like (Fuck it)
And I always been a soldier
Can't go out without a fight (No Limit)
And the way G Fazo died
That's how I knew niggas weren't right
If I feel a funny vibe
We killin' everything in sight (Grrt)
Had an air mattress goin' to sleep
And all I seen was mice
Now I feel like Veeze, fifties pink
Blue hundreds, red beams and rice
Ain't get no Z's, I'm up
Makin' cheese every single night
Watch eighty G's, neck two hundred G's
I wearin' that shootin' dice
Walk in the strip club
I don't wanna leave, Miami my vice
I blow a fifty, make it look so easy
'cause that shit was slight (Uh)
Even though I'm sleazy, got her weak
Pleadin', I'm her Kryptonite
I ball seven days a week, but
I been still try and get it right (Swerve)

[Verse 2]
I'm still livin' fast, though (Swerve)
I was broke before, now I'm like
Where my past go? (Swerve)
Credit like seven somethin'
But I still paid in cash, though (Swerve)
I'ma walk in the bank and
Get everything I asked for (Swerve)
I can't listen to you niggas, that shit's so trash
Still ain't went number one on Billboard
But I been havin' the streets
On smash, though (Ten years straight)
I can't love no ho 'cause it ain't gon' last
I caught her sneakin', takin' a pic
No flash, then put me on blast
The lil' bitch bad, though
I'm still fucked up 'bout my past
I'm outside smokin', thinkin'
I'm just fuckin' up the dash (Ridin')
And I got my MAC, keep my MAC
And I ain't giving niggas no pass 'cause
They won't give me no pass (Yeah)
I used to be wakin' up in a cell
Ain't know that I crashed (For real)
Now I'm wakin' up in the hills and bein' a dad
Before I walk in the buildin', they advance it
Bossed up my lifestyle, I enhanced it
(G Herbo, Swerve)

[Outro]
I definitely, just like
Lay into you 'cause like, I really wanna fuck with you
Like [_] I'm tryna ball up, gettin' my own with you
Like I don't know what you really want from me
But you gotta tell me what the fuck you
Really want from me, for real
'Cause I don't really know what's goin' with you
Say, twin
You know it walk two times
It ain't no checkin' in 'less you check
In with big Boo Whizzle