Best Rapper Alive

How I turn- Oh, this the-, this the bottom, right? This one right here ain't turn Uh (this-) Uh (yeah) It's G Herbo (yep) I feel like the best rapper alive, for real I know I am, no bap (when I get to flickin' that Bic like Wayne, you niggas in trouble) Yep, yep, yep Rick Owen hoodie, G Fazo tennis shoes Way before them fullies, I had a .22 in middle school I am not that same nigga you knew, I been improved My name in the hall of fame 'cause I'ma shoot, win or lose Stay on P's and Q's, my heart easily bruised No Limit, don't follow rules, if we spot him, go watch the news, ayy I don't f*ck with jail lunch, I be eatin' brunch with Jews I ain't lost in trial once 'cause my safe full of blues, yeah I pop out and stunt Made four hunnid, I f*ck off a hunnid K a month You don't gotta backdoor my opps, we walk right through the front We went turnt they whole block into a pound of Runtz Big bro put me back on top when I went down some This shit ain't nothin', you niggas ain't never been around money These hoes fuckin', we run through bops for fun around the country All at amusement parks and shit with my sons, I'm still clutchin', ayy Switches spark and spread like butter Every day, gotta stay on guard, streets broke my heart, I lost my brother Summertime, ain't have no fan, wintertimes, ain't have no covers Big G Herbo, I'm the man, I bought a Rolls-Royce out the gutter Know some niggas that I looked up to every day, went out like a sucker Know some killers that's 'round the way, ain't got no pape', but he got a cutter And on Cap, shit, if it wasn't for rap, could've been that motherfucker All the profit we got from the trap, we was lookin' out for each other, go Ferrari whips and palm trees 'Member Max was runnin' the strip, used to grab his stick, then call me 2018 when he passed, took lean and Xans, had all the reasons Paid his bail every time he got in a jam 'cause I had all the cheese Everybody straight to V.I.P. when they walk in that bitch with me In my own city, they hate, but I spend cake when I'm with the skis Shit get major, we ain't even got no patience, f*ck it up and leave Soon as that button go to the left Remind me of death 'cause it come in threes (three round, grrt) G Herbo, this that hustler music No bap, every day, I wake up, I want that I need it, I need that Shoutout to all the real niggas, man Wake up and get on top of what they need to get on, man Take care of they family, they friends I took my chance before the advance And I been had a hunnid bands, let's get it This that hustler music G Herbo, best rapper alive