Just Bars Lyrics - Singles - Lil Herb

[Intro] 

Gang 

Got a lot of shit on my mind I've been tryna' get off me man 

This for the streets, know what I'm saying? 

This ain't no 4 Minutes Of Hell, Pt. 4, none of that 

This just bars right here 

No Limit MB, 150 Rock Block shit man 

Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape 

Self-made, no nigga never gave me shit man 

Self-Paid, on my own, me and my niggas 

My squad, you know? 

[Verse] 

Bitch I'm still the hottest, I'm just being honest 

Turn me up a notch, I'm on supersonic 

I ain't been asleep, bitch it's 8 o clock 

When you finish noddin' me meet me at the top 

G Herbo in your city, fillin up the spot 

Leanin' off the drop, Mally got the Glock 

Everywhere I go, Robin, Truey'd be up 

Louis, Gucci'd up, all the newest stuff 

While my diamond dancing and my robins glancin' 

Pocket full of Jacksons, shoebox full of Franklins 

Smoking on Jamaican, all my clothes be stinkin' 

I know niggas hatin', choppas like the Haitians 

I ain't single-chasin', I'm just bein' patient 

Everything I'm saying, history in the making 

Listen what I'm saying, I get in my zone 

Offer me a milli I won't even take it 

Where I'm from man, mill look like a nigga made it 

When I milk the game it's gon' change up 

Feelin' like a nigga made it 

Run it back, there ya nigga made it, huh 

And I be ridin' down Lake Shore, gettin' faded 

Dutchies, double cups, gettin' wasted, thinking 

I know ain't no nigga fuckin' with me 

Hottest, youngest in the fucking city 

All the bitches wanna fuckin' lick me 

Cause I just left the Summer Jam with Nicki 

And she just helped me book a couple shows 

I might hit the road and go chuck a fifty 

Hundred niggas and we got them poles 

And they gon' unload, you better not come near me 

I be in the streets, catch me over East 

When I see police, I don't talk to any 

When you basic all the bitches complicatin' 

When you getting money they start complimentin' 

When it come to bitches I done ran through several 

You get on my level, nigga now you pimpin' 

I be doggin' hoes, never callin' hoes 

Pillow talkin' hoes, nigga now you trippin' 

Coppin' and I'm flippin, smoking and I'm sipping 

Fucking and I'm pimping, package and I'm sending 

Rapping and I'm trapping, earning and I'm spending 

Make a broke nigga learn to pay attention 

If I do not fuck with you it's my decision 

Die a real nigga, true to my religion 

You might go out snitchin', I'mma go No Limit 

Everywhere he go you know his .44 wit him 

All that I remember is a .44 hit him 

I was off the lean, bro was off a bean 

When we in the scene 30's with the beams 

Leave a murder scene, we ain't heard a thing 

Niggas hatin', act like they ain't heard of me 

Call my phone for verses like emergencies 

Swagger-jacking, they committing burglaries 

I'm a trend setter, I'll set it off 

Desert Eagle same one as Queen Latifah 

It's a bitch, press her I'll let it off 

These lil niggas, man they can't compare to me 

They ain't gon' step to me cause I'm gon' get it on 

Every day I leave the crib and sacrifice 

I might go to prison, I might die tonight 

'Till that day I'm livin', nah, I ain't scared 

Lotta niggas bitches, don't know how to fight 

Leave 'em wit' a right, bro go get the pipe 

Look out for the cops, don't see none in sight 

All my niggas hustle, barely gettin' by 

Stressin', smokin' ounces barely gettin' high 

I done seen a lotta real niggas die 

Prolly reason why a nigga get so high 

Get so high feel like I live in the sky 

I'm so high I could tell all my niggas hi 

Wish I had a chance to tell my niggas bye 

Hate to see my fam and my niggas cry 

Bodies dropping Summer to the Winter time 

Lotta niggas never see the finish line 

If I'm by my lonely I still got it on me 

That's on every nigga I got tatted on me 

In the battlefield I lost my brodies 

CMOE, Peewee and I lost ya Kobe 

I will never ever leave my brothers 

He got on but he forgot his homies 

Know you brothers we all need each other 

If I got it then you got it homie 

Believe that 

All my niggas demons we still on the same shit 

Drop 'em,' where the weed at? 

150 dream team, all my shooters was need a check 

And we all on top, I ain't even peaked yet, huh 

[Outro] 

No Limit MB, 4L 

Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape 

R.I.P all my niggas man, free all my niggas man 

Shout out my squad 

Shout out South Side, you already know