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G Herbo - Lawyer Fees Ft Polo G (PTSD)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Rap
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jahmere Tylon
Jahmere Tylon
Composer
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Ayo
DJ Ayo
Producer

Lyrics

Now I'm the one who pay the bonds and all the lawyer fees They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me How I keep escapin' death, like he avoidin' me Demons in my head, and I trip every time them voices speak Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me I'm so post-traumatic (Stress) Yes, I'm 'posed to have it (Yes) Gotta stay close to ratchet 'Cause bronem died when they ain't have it September 3rd, I lost a savage (Max) I been through a lot, so I walk with a 'matic Shawty and them gon' go, they ain't talkin' 'bout it Lay on the house, you run up on whoever walk out that bitch I been No Limit, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it Go like I'm pussy, I doubt it, uh-uh Walkin' on hits, we was scoutin', routin' You see 4-7 and shout it (4-7) But when I got some money, ain't stop wildin' Runnin' it up, it's a lot, pilin' Runnin' these streets, I got mileage That's bro mama car, but he hopped out it (Skrrt) My new life ain't violent though Chrome and Hearts, I'm stylin' Paid some M's in taxes, but made a lot, so fuck it, I filed it Made some M's, changed my surroundings Then I bought some diamonds, ayy I ain't gotta ride up Stony no more to be on a island Now I'm the one who pay the bonds and all the lawyer fees They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me How I keep escapin' death, like he avoidin' me Demons in my head, and I trip every time them voices speak Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me Shots fired again, like last night Back out on the 8-block, you damn right Age of fourteen, I was playin' pipes We're at war now, made an attempt on my man's life New to this shit, gotta play it right Whoever tote the pipe gotta stay in sight (Right there) Get caught, sacrifice, stay and fight Everybody know they gotta pay a price (I done said that shit) Gotta get high, get my head right How the fuck you sleep? You ain't seein' faces every night And who want life doin' fed time? It's already hard tryna see my little mans now Show like thirty, forty grand now Miss fifty of 'em, how you still got your hand out? Tryna execute what I planned out ('Cause I planned it) Help 'em move the sack, probably why I never ran out (Ran it) Basketball courts got fanned down Next thing you know, it's your man down (Man down) Niggas I was on the court playin' ball with got killed Prolly why I don't play around Niggas I was growin' up with, real savage Kill shit, don't run, they'll stay around I'm from 79th, I'm from Terror Town I don't wanna fight, I'ma spray around Now I'm the one who pay the bonds and all the lawyer fees They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me How I keep escapin' death, like he avoidin' me Demons in my head, and I trip every time them voices speak Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me No matter what, when it get rough can't let that shit break you When you faced with reality, it's hard to shake the truth You only real as them circumstances that make you Seem like they hate on you for everything that they can't do Growin' up, it was just hoops dreams and AAU Now it's county visits and burials, why they take you? So, let me guess, your homie's dead, and you caught cases too Still paranoid from all them wars, 'cause everyday they shoot Can't believe it when you get that news, you wish that shit ain't true Them soldier's mamas breakin' down, they took away my troops Want my shit red, for all my bloodas, when they paint my coupe I'm Gucci gang, that's how we bleedin', but I ain't Piru Now I'm the one who pay the bonds and all the lawyer fees They gon' try to take advantage of your loyalty Drag my name all through the dirt, they try to soil me In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty My brother gone, now he can't hop inside this Royce with me How I keep escapin' death, like he avoidin' me Demons in my head, and I trip every time them voices speak Ain't choose the streets, my circumstances made that choice for me
Writer(s): Herbert Wright, Jahmere Tylon, Taurus Tremani Bartlett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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