Gangsta Graduation (feat. G Herbo)

Damn, where them painkillers at?

(AR, you big, don't they give a fuck?)

Made and masked in blood, did shit, just because

Now he ain't got some bodies under his belt, that's where is weapon was

This shit ain't no gang, but he was playing life to death with thugs

Was a courtroom man, but turned a lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up, lil' bro with the killers, see 30 Ms, I'm big Cap'

I graduated from Gangsta School, now I ride back like I ain't with that

It don't need to matter if it takes some years, but still I'd get my getback

It's both ties when death a bill, real killers, they got gift-wrapped

Send a nigga soul on vacation, we was lured to ignorance

Standin' in the street, blood under my feet, I'm still stuck with them images

In down the same sewer drains with my remorse, where feelings went

But once again I graduated, and every course was vigorous

Know I'm a God, but I know the most high still up above me

Got a big heart, but I got a another size, so please don't judge me

Told for my L just like a thousand times, the streets not for me

I was in denial, so I started actin' blind when shit got ugly

I was in the hot seat with my buddies, we'll pull up on shit like Huggy

Lil Grouch', I'm with him, we'll chug, since 2014 his shit got bloody

And that's like the 11 years, when you hold your grudge, it needs to be studied

Found driven for shedding tears, but still got love, locked in with cuddy

Made and masked in blood, did shit, just because

Now he ain't got some bodies under his belt, that's where is weapon was

This shit ain't no gang, but he was playing life to death with thugs

Was a courtroom man, but turned a lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up, lil' bro with the killers, see 30 Ms, I'm big Cap'

I graduated from Gangsta School, now I ride back like I ain't with that

It don't need to matter if it takes some years, but still I'd get my getback

It's both ties when death a bill, real killers, they got gift-wrapped (ay)

G Herbo, I'm from NoLimit, I'm the fucking great

Drakes with switches, let's play ball, we gon' make it, take it

Beat the streets with flying colors, niggas feel a way

12 years ago, I was mashed up on a drill a day

11 years ago, I was fucked up off the rip, was late

Ten years ago, I bossed up, now my momma straight

Nine years ago, I bought a Condo in LA

Eight years ago, I was told my F.N. caught a case

Seven years ago, I had my first baby, shit crazy

Six years ago, I relapsed right back, sippin' lazy

Five years ago, lost lil' bro with the war

Four years ago, told all the killers, "Don't fleet, 'til he up the score"

Three years ago, I was ridin' a Rolls-Royce toppin' on they 'em like Shaw

Two years ago, I ran through 20 mill', now I want some more

Just a year ago, I was back in the draw bargain, hit it off

For all the tears I cried, I'd draw some blood, this shit taste like water

Made and masked in blood, did shit, just because

Now he ain't got some bodies under his belt, that's where is weapon was

This shit ain't no gang, but he was playing life to death with thugs

Was a courtroom man, but turned a lil' boy again when he met the judge

I bossed up, lil' bro with the killers, see 30 Ms, I'm big Cap'

I graduated from Gangsta School, now I ride back like I ain't with that

It don't need to matter if it takes some years, but still I'd get my getback

It's both ties when death a bill, real killers, they got gift-wrapped