Duffel

Uh, uh, it's right there, it's in the bag Uh, uh, uh-huh Well, I had leave out the crib, get fresh bottles Get right, get the whole kit together, man, on bro Ayy (let's get it) I been ballin' like I'm Steph, like Shep above the rim (ballin') I been ballin' with no ref, side step, shoot it again (shoot it again) I been ballin' like this since my rookie year, 2010 (2010) Like Brook and Robin Lopez, I won a ring with my twin I stopped totin' ProMags and I bought me a F&N Made the news with my F&N, started totin' another Gen Pandemic, I went Urus, then went Cullinan (uh-huh) Ridin' OT like a tourist in a fuckin' Benz Put me on that spreadsheet and I excel (excel) Every time they had me, I made bail, ain't see no jail (go) Talked to God, he already showed me I can't fail (uh-huh) Told Him, "Sorry for all them nights I grabbed my rod and let off shells" (bah) Investigations led to more frustration knowin' I can't tell Word to my granny, Willie Bell, I used to pitch at wishin' wells How I'm gon' get sent to Hell? I feel I already went to Hell I send Benjamins through mail, don't nobody call or wish me well Reminiscin', I be trippin', thinkin' about that kitchen smell First degree, how he be back free next week? The streets get fishy as hell Was still a teen, caught a play for fifty G's, bought a V and chuck my L's (Swerv) I couldn't ride it through my hood no more 'cause somebody got nailed (uh) We used to burn they block, couldn't turn they block 'cause somebody gon' yell (ayy) We used to stand over niggas and let of shots 'til his body turn pale (bah, bah, bah) We used to see them lights and leave the cops 'cause the hot car got a V12 (skrrt) All my aunts was stirrin' up drama, wouldn't stop callin' my mama cell (damn) They ain't know I was gon' prevail, huh, huh Made the cover of XXL, huh, huh (freshman) Used to be posted up with Rell, huh, huh He told me I was the best rapper alive way back in 2012, huh (he did) Now I got a big old duffle bag (duffle) Bag so big, I need my cousins and my brothers with some muscles to drag G Herbo finally rich as f*ck with his lil' hustlin' ass He don't do no fightin', he don't do no tusslin', nigga touch him and blast (brrt) I be wantin' to show you niggas M's cash, but that ain't even me, I'm still a humble beast M's gettin' made, that shit gettin' spent Gettin' saved, shit gettin' dispersed on payroll, distributed, whatever you wanna call it, man Still workin', still grindin' I'm right back at it for more, but this time, I'm ain't never takin' my foot off the gas I'm on you niggas' ass all the way, man, no homo For real, no bap I'm just lil' duffle bag boy off 79th, 79th & Essex to be exact, man East Side, Chiraq, Terror Town, No Limit Big No Lim Swerv