Testo Cap Guns - G Herbo
Testo della canzone Cap Guns (G Herbo), tratta dall'album PTSD (Deluxe)
Oz, you're a big dog now
I was young and used to think of cap guns back when I was havin' fun
Now I'm caught up in this rap shit, gamblin' my life for one
Lookin' back at shit from my past, it ain't much I haven't done
Tryna learn from mistakes like my last one 'cause I got a son
Started off just shootin' baskets, then we was ditchin' classes
Smokin' gas and havin' fistfights later turned to blastin'
Grew up, got immune to madness, you couldn't even imagine
Broskie and get to see my mansion, I carried his casket
Went, did time, until he got back, I carried his ratchet
I was trappin', ain't unwrap it, it stayed in the plastic
Tellin' broskie, "Wear a mask", 'cause it play with his asthma
Gage wasn't even five foot seven, he carryin' plasmas
Could've went to school in Dallas and played for the Mavericks
Instead, I adapted to Essex and stayed with the savages
Mama said stay where I'm at, don't come back, she ain't havin' it
Now, when she ask for the racks, it's 5K on the average
Look at how they had us
Look at all those tragedies
Hell yeah, we start trappin', shit
Look at all us, raggedy
Thank my OG for havin' me (havin' me)
Fried bologna when I had to eat (when I had to eat)
All of my teens, I was ridin' in the streets (I was ridin')
Now we the richest that got over east (ay)
Never forgot who was laughin' at me
'Member before rap, I was strapped with the heat
Know all the niggas was clappin' at me (clappin' at me)
Never told police what happened to me
90 hollows when we clap at the G
Never reply to who rappin' to me
Never was askin' for drama
Just stayed in a spot where if they catch me lack, shit'll squeeze
One to the back, he collapsed to his knees
Ain't have to give him that extra 15
If I would've died in my prime
News would've said that he just was a teen
But I was a teen out doin' some reckless things
I had a strap in my jeans
Shout out 2013
That's when I lost Kobe and Peewee
I kept a Glizzy at 23
Folks saw the opps with the 3D
That's my kinfolk, we ain't GD
My chain got rocks like BBs
Maybach seats got TVs
My C money, Rolls with VVs
The opps hoes know all my CDs
The opps damn near wanna be me
Gotta go the other way when they see me
If a nigga broke, how he gonna see me?
Gave niggas hope, why else they need me?
I be everywhere, probably Bahimi
Bitches partyin' all in bikinis
Baby, I don't even drink martinis
Exotic pack got a hat like a genie
Smokin' Backs for my stress, let it ease me
Gotta make this boss shit look easy
But you know it's everything but easy
Money over everything, it please me
Money gone, everything gon' leave me
Where was they before my watch was freezy?
To get what they want, watch them deceive me
They don't even know me, how they believe me?
Sometimes I be thinkin' from me to me
It be hard for somebody else bein' me
Back and forth, tryna balance the Ms
My lovers and friends, I'm caught in a frenzy
Thinkin' what my mama was sayin' about all of my friends
Now all of 'em dead (damn)
Wishin' I could call them again
Do it all again, but it's all in my head (damn)
Was it really wrong what we did?
If we ain't go as hard as we did, probably all'll be dead
Lean on each other, came through for another, that's all that we had
They don't understand, so
"Callin' me lawyer again," that's all that we said
Everywhere we stand
Them people was on us for playin' them corners again
But they don't understand
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Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Daniel Anthony Ivy
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