Dave East & G Herbo – XXL Freshmen 2016 Cypher – Part 1

[Dave East:]
If you heard it from me, you oughta know it’s the truth
I’m Dominican play the Cuban when I go in the booth
Hustle and flow, all I did was hustle and sell
From the trap straight to XXL, I should’ve been here
Cigar smoke, Valentino designer swimwear
Eating swordfish, Balenciaga, like ten pair
Fashion talk, reminiscin’ when I had to walk
First Ave to Lenox, handle business, knock the package off
I told Nas I got the Prezi ‘fore the album drops
Sour got me zonin’ really thinking what got Malcolm shot
Basquiat when it comes to art
You lyin’ still looking for the wiz when it come to heart
I won’t buy it
If you a man know that men stand up
Like my mother’s mom fell I had to pick grams up
Sports, drugs and entertainment made me hit Cam up
I’m in Bermuda with a cougar gettin’ my tan up
Harlem

[G Herbo:]
G Herbo, you know me
I guess that I’m a freshman now, but I’ve been an OG
It’s okay cause’ all my life it’s been someone before me
It always takes someone to step up sayin’ I’m one and only
I just been rollin, smoking let em off, and kill em softly
I used to rap for fun but now I’m getting guacamole
Niggas wanna know me, bitches wanna stop and blow me
Haters wanna see me clapped up, leave a nigga Holy
I watched them shells hit his back up let em’ kill him slowly
Them hollows’ll straighten his act up, leave a nigga Holy
Hallelujah, disrespect me boy I gotta do ya
I ride with shooters, got em shooting, this the llama shooter, don’t do it, look
In 2015, all I did was get cream
Every other day 10K like MJ I need 6 rings
You foul ass niggas hating but that shit ain’t working
Went down my first year in the finals just like Kyrie Irving
Dropped out of school ain’t take no finals, I was smoking Urban
Hopped out the van with fo nem reeking that’s that nigga Herb and
Catch me in homeroom sleeping I was off the syrup and
I kept a pocket full of faces they knew I was swervin’
Police in my city racist stopped me on the curb and
Question me, start makin’ accusations of my character
Ask why I carry so much money nigga this America
Diamonds shining, chains on tryna’ add my karats up
Know they daughter love my music, fuck around and marry her
Tryna put me in a cell man them white folks scared of us
I got them white folks on me now, them white folks takin’ care of us
Vito, Fazo on me, nah, white folks told me nah
My homies tatted on me, I told Kobe hold me down
Two 40’s all for me, and Cap that’s when I roll around
Just stay lowkey I don’t wanna have to- nobody down

Updated: 30 November 2017 — 13:26

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