[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Where I come from niggas greezy, you deceive me
I got rich I motivate my niggas like I'm Jeezy
I can leave the house, get caught without my gun, easy
Honestly I know nobody but my son need me (Youngin)
I went broke to see you eat, I know you don't believe me
Just be patient with me, bae, I know you wanna leave me
Took my heart from off my sleeve, replaced it with some freezie (Woo)
Knee deep in them trenches toting. 40 Glocks with Deezy
Walking through the valley of the shadow (Shadow)
All these niggas shallow (Pussies)
I'm with apes, these niggas snakes and shit, I see they rattles
Niggas singing like a Boogie, man, I hear they high notes
Hit my niggas out in High Bridge if they wanna battle
You ain't really living like that, pussy, why you lie for?
Eye for eye sold the same shit I cry over I die for
Make you famous, if we pull your name, something like a raffle
How you trust a Adam, told her she gonna bite the apple
[Chorus: a Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Glass in the face (Glass in the face)
Rolex fucking up my eye sight, I make your ass look away (Yo ass look away)
Fuck it, if they put a bag on my head, I put a bag on your face (Bag on your face)
Baby, you ain't got to take a cab, nah, I'll put yo ass in a Wraith (Yo ass in a Wraith)
I don't wanna go in the club if they ain't letting me in with the ratchet
I can never even trust again, 'cause I know niggas be nasty
You know my jacket is Balmain and I got the Denim to match it
I swear, I don't wanna be broke again, nah, I can only imagine
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
I remember I, I, I ain't have no money, standing on the block (I remember why, why?)
Nigga wasn't really tryna make no money, I was chasing homicide (Fuck)
[?] my niggas [?] and yours can't come outside
I ain't really thinking about that no more, I listen now
It's a million or more in my vision now
Got a big ass crib in Bel Air Hills
Everybody get a plate in my kitchen now
I been setting up plates for a whole lot of M's
Did the same last year, and I'm richer now
Last time I seen bro, had a bust down Patek, now he got shit live for we richer now
And my car go, like a whistler
Pop out, ten chains on like a prisoner
And I could've been a statistic, now I can teach a young nigga 'bout business
Speaking of business, please do not be no witness
No, we do not leave no witness
How the fuck is it hard to find nigga like me?
I'm not [?]
[Chorus: a Boogie Wit da Hoodie]
Glass in the face (Glass in the face)
Rolex fucking up my eye sight, I make your ass look away (Yo ass look away)
Fuck it, if they put a bag on my head, I put a bag on your face (Bag on your face)
Baby, you ain't got to take a cab, nah, I'll put yo ass in a Wraith (Yo ass in a Wraith)
I don't wanna go in the club if they ain't letting me in with the ratchet
I can never even trust again, 'cause I know niggas be nasty
You know my jacket is Balmain and I got the Denim to match it
I swear, I don't wanna be broke again, nah, I can only imagine