Still Fucked Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Herb speaking] Look... My squad Do this shit for my momma and my lil' sister, man All my niggas man Everybody I lost [Verse 1] Let me introduce myself, it's G Herbo, I'm that youngin' I be flexin', I love stuntin', 'cause I grinded up from nothin' I grew up in an apartment wit' my grandma and my mother And my sister and my auntie, so my cousins like my brothers Used to stay up in that basement, it was dark just like the dungeon Close my eyes, pretend I'm rich wit' all the cars and all the money Now I let my money talk 'til I decide to change the subject Make my bitch order my food 'cause I ain't tryna wait in public Used to post up wit' that tool, I got tired of goin' to school 'Cause that calculus and algebra, wouldn't buy my clothes and shoes Wasn't tryna wait to graduate, yeah, they said I was a fool Now they screamin' out my name and they sayin' that I'm the truth Bitches suckin' on demand, take second looks like, "Is it you?" Used to be broke, got off my ass, got to some cash, wasn't no excuse 'Cause where I'm from, you dead broke or you just dead One of the two You better choose before the wrong one choose you Nigga... [Chorus] On the road doing shows, but it's still fucked up I'm gettin' older Lord knows, that it's still fucked up Yeah everybody know my name, but it's still fucked up On the road to the fortune and the fame, but it's still fucked up [Verse 2] Everyday I wake, say hey to my mother, flame me a blunt up Give a couple words to my sister, bang wit' my brothers Young boy, I left the house, that block was my home Couple homies, now they gone, yeah, it feel like I'm alone And I pray that I stay strong, so I gotta keep it right here Grippin' on this heat,I can't sleep, it's a nightmare I know it's gon' get better, so I gotta keep my head up I'm just sprintin' to this cheddarand a switch up, I will never Gotta ride, I'll die for my niggas No homo, yeah, I miss 'em Couple fucked up in the system Or got bucked up by that trigger In the field, where it's real and you'll get killed Roc and Kobe was my niggas, how the fuck I'm gon' forget 'em? In the streets, I understand that it's a chance That they might get the upper-hand But I'm like still them was my mans, we can't go like that Something gotta give 'cause every time though we gon' go right back To sittin', sheddin' tears, that ain't gon' never bring my bro right back Damn [Chorus] On the road doing shows, but it's still fucked up I'm gettin' older Lord knows, that it's still fucked up Yeah everybody know my name, but it's still fucked up On the road to the fortune and the fame, but it's still fucked up