Revolutionary (feat. Bump J) - G Herbo

You know since day one, we probably never ever had shit But I know everybody feel like a king or queen in they own way You know, look Wake up, wipe the coal out my eyes Look in the mirror, see my hunger, view my soul in my eyes Brush my teeth, snatch my sister sheets, I know she sleepin' deep And feeling geeked, tryin' get to school, first day of the week Super Donuts warmed up for breakfast, wasn't much to eat Remember moms' hand-washing clothes, sweaters in the sink Now the chain and my watch is gold dweller with the link I'm making cheddar, what you think? Gettin' better by the blink That's every second for the dickheads that don't know how to think I'm getting better, never second, I can't let up shit dead They couldn't hear me, I was snoozin' when I used to sip red I was flexin' everyday, ran through my little bread You know young nigga never had it, do what I want now I got it But that don't define you as man, what you gon' do without it? Know you ain't got a dime, now what you gon' do about it? Whole family from the slums, how you finna move 'em out it We need our crowns G Herbo, tell them shine them bitches up for us Chief All black strap, White Sox cap the crown My dawg slapped the ground when them laws clapped 'em down The dicks slid through in that all black a-Crown And I might fan that bitch if it crawl back around That toy on me but I ain't finna play I've been this way, hoppin' on and off of them interstates Remember days baggin' up on my mama's dinner plates I'm sorry but I'm starvin' and my mama's rent is late And I gotta' chase this bread, fuck what a hater said Mad 'cause we poppin', look how they watch us like they the feds They comin', they comin', just know I sleep with that K in bed The clip hangin' outta' that bitch, as long as a baby's leg Wrong one, grind and your time gon' come They say when you chase the money, the money gone run But you so impatient, feel like you need a home run They died, they locked up, it's normal, I've gone numb And that's why I'm not sober, hello pop culture We should start pulling these cops over, ya reign on the top's over Pussy we need our crowns My king blood is heating up, nigga, we need our crowns G Herbo Aye Chief, let me get some more Hold on, what I tell 'em Look, we need our crowns, I was cursed at birth I made the best out the worst, Grandma waitin' for them checks on the 1st Picture days hustlin', tryin' get fresh was the worst 'Member fresh up out of school, gettin' arrested and dispersed 'Nother day I'm not in school, just to post up with my tool again And I'm tryna blend, but they still think I'm a hooligan Now I'm getting dividends, all about them Benjamin's Feds in the islands, Gilligans, Philippines Free my niggas in the pen, I just spoke to Gill again Told him I'ma heat up and I sent him somethin' to chill again I'm just tryna be up in a hammock with my feet up Until then, I'm still hungry, gotta eat up And I'm gettin' greedy, Ain't no mouth above mine, I can't praise a nigga Then they start feeling like they made a nigga I don't wan't no favors nigga, yeah, I'll blaze a nigga And I got some aim lil nigga, bet I ain't gon' graze a nigga Probably ain't gon' need it but my Glock still got a laser nigga Any day we both ain't gotta gun, I still'll daze a nigga, fade a nigga Ate up on that shit when I was younger, guess I'm aging nigga 21 I feel like I'm a OG, shit amazing nigga G Herbo, you know man, gang shit man Man Eastside shit real, real Eastside shit, 079, you know And this shit crazy man cause I remember, I remember I was young as hell man Walking home from school and shit, me and my lil sister I'm seeing Bump 'nem hop out, they in the Chargers and shit White Chargers and they hop out, walk out AP Dudley and shit, I'm starstruck, and these street niggas I'm starstruck on some street shit like "This Bump? This Bump?" You know? Shit, you know what I'm saying? Fuck it though, I'm just talking, you know? Just venting and shit, just on some real shit This shit crazy you know, gang shit though man G Herbo, "Humble Beast", you know what's going on man Shout out Chief Bump, you know Chief home Free all my niggas, free all them niggas in the cell All them niggas gone, dead and gone, you know Eastside shit all over the city, you know what I'm saying Spread my pain, all the way to your pain, you know We need our crowns man, spread the crowns out Spread the love out man, to the youth, you know Bless the youth, you know, bless poverty, bless our people You know what I'm saying, we need our crowns Let's get it

All eyes is on me Won't tell no lies, won't hold my tongue Don't cry for me (This Chicago, nigga) (I want some Juice) I don't have no rapper friends, I hang with the vultures Big ass toaster, hit you with it, flip it over Big ol' nigga, he's a big ol' goofy, Rudy Gobert Jump off in that lane, you gon' get put on a poster LaFerrari F8, Lamborghini Roadster I turn ten bricks into twelve, them birds had a growth spurt We gon' do some shoppin' later, I'ma need some throat first I just got some head in a Ghost, then I ghost her Yeah-yeah, outta here, your boyfriend a gopher I see him out with her and pretend like I don't know her I can't do no features with you, nigga, it's a "No, sir" Hardest nigga on Earth, I'm not really from Earth We don't dial 9-1-1, I let off that chrome first I put in my own work, better do your homework I can hear that money calling, I pick up the first ring What, you gon' charge that old man for that pussy? Girl, don't hurt me Iced out all my scammer hoes, boost all your insurance up Iced out all my ghetto hoes who turned into influencers Smurkio, fuck that bitch and leave, I don't care who she fuck Air shit out her closet, it's hot as hell, she got on Yeezy UGGS I got moes with me, Bump out the feds, mean I got foes with me You got goofies with you, before I do that, I keep some hoes with me Askin' for my gun when I'm in Cali', nigga, this your city Why you DM'in' my bitch actin' like we fuck? These hoes below-semi Street niggas want ramen, I don't like calamari Took her out that cheap shit, took her to Bvlgari Never tell her "Sorry", this car a Ferrari Off set with this Cuban link, you think she was Cardi (This Chicago, nigga, go) Three gang leaders with me, all times I don't know who I fucked last night, I got Alzheimer's I don't know who them hoes is, man, they all lyin' Brody, tell me who them hoes is, man, they all fine Runnin' hooligan, and we with the foolishness How I'm anti-Semitic? I just fucked a Jewish bitch I just fucked Scooter's bitch and we ran up like Olympics Got pregnant in the threesome, so whose baby is it? Whose baby is it? My niggas puttin' belt to ass, pull up with the switches This ain't Jimmy Butler but the heat got extensions This ain't Columbine, but we came in with the trenches She askin' me to aim for her neck, 'cause her boyfriend bought that necklace (With the trenches), Precious (with the trenches) Fuck it, I scratched another nigga woman up off my checklist (With the trenches) I've been livin' reckless I wish Takeoff wasn't there that night in Houston, Texas (With the trenches) Wish I could bring G.Ca$$o back, that was my best friend Boys, I need you to give me somethin' big, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Skinny pants flow, tell the hoe "No, I don't wanna fuck" She can suck-suck-suck it, 'til she suck it dry California nigga with some European freaks Badass bitch from the Middle E-E-E-E-East wanna lick on me Stick on me, even though I got security Even though she got a man, she know he ain't as pure as me, seriously Soon as I get back, trading in my Urus for the Puro' keys Couple grey hairs up in my beard, that's showin' my maturity, yeah Ayy, shoutout to my symphony, 9th Ave, spaced out We did that shit so differently and brilliantly Dolla $ign, Iggy, and we both YG Fades in the backyard, no talking, take flight instantly Ayy Nate 3D, boot up my nigga, James Cool My nigga, that's drugs She snottin' that P out that D She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine Bought her a bag and I filled it with loose change Just like my exes, she told me that "You changed", yeah, yeah, yeah Dolla done rather be fuckin' it up Still screamin' "Free TC, Melly, and Thug" Fuck the police, the DA and the judge Way out in Saudi, I found me a plug Don't wanna go out, she'd rather do drugs Can't be my main if we met in the club Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Look it here, hoe, I don't wanna fuck Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck I'm shootin', game to light that- Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Look it here, hoe, I don't wanna fuck Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck I'm shootin', game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that-

Ayy, this one for the youth dem (hustle) You know? (Hustle) (Oh, yes sir) Ayy Say no to de oppression yeah No more stressing yeah Living is a blessing yeah Taught me lessons, yeah When I step in, yeah You can see it in my face, I fear nobody ayy Vele vele a ke letshabe ayy Long live sitha sami ayy Lizofika e lami ayy Told mama "Unga worry ayy" Lento ndiyenzel' usapho lwami ayy Phakamisa intwana zami ayy Ndingalibali ne lali ayy Na ma hater wami ayy (what's up? Ayy) Every day, I prove them wrong Every day, I make a new song I don't care what you on They know who put them on I'm a revolutionary so, they been trying to silence me On my mama, I never had to go buy a beat You not a OG, you just a prodigy I'm a boss man, who gon' fire me? Nobody, you a shooter with no bodies Yeah, I see that you rapping but I'm getting more money, ayy, ayy First of, I'd like to thank the Almighty for my- (for my sons) Two boys, you know (Avery and Logan) I had to do it for Logan this time (Logan) Seen it all, done it all, flip money like somersault They wonder where it's coming from I'm not a fraud, I pray to God I stay prayed up ayy, when I wake up, ayy Plenty snakes out there, I stay safe out here You want me in a cut I need a milli plus Put fam and 'em in the bus Shooters with plenty guns You know they envy us Don't do this shit just because I put in a lot of love They hoping I fuck it up Yeah, I see 'em All mad they can't be him Duckin' when they see him Who told 'em I need 'em? I'm a hustler For the money bitch I'm vegan I'm boppin' and weaving I'm with all the beef here I hustle while you sleepin' I'm cooking what you eatin' Get beat up just for tweetin' I pray I never be them Bheka la mfana wami ayy Nibo hlonipha igama lami ayy, ayy You were the party, nla kwe sami ayy Nibo khuluma phambi kwami ayy, ayy Aninga bangani bami ayy Ndiyindoda andinesabi ayy Why nicinga uk'ba azi thathi ayy? Indoda ingawa namhlanje, k'sasa iphind' ivuke Indoda ingawa namhlanje, k'sasa iphind' ivuke Indoda ingawa namhlanje, k'sasa iphind' ivuke