G Herbo Shaderoom Lyrics

[Intro]
Aight, look, yeah
It the D'USSÉ, afraid of the poem (Another one)
Me and my brothers burnt
Back in this bitch with another one
I done, I done, yeah, really f*cked it up
We don't even care what it cost
We real bosses, we gon' spend that shit 'til we get exhausted
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[Verse 1]
I done ran through like ten M's, me and Sizzle, no bap
Before I made a rap, I was ridin' 'round, four straps
Niggas used to love me, I got rich, now they mad at me (What happened?)
Nigga, ask Chip, we spent the check before gallery (Call him)
Even when they hatin', can't get rid of me, they tired of me (Uh-huh)
Everybody eatin', gettin' bonuses and salaries
Pull up in that shit, eatin' salads where the valet be (Yeah)
Used to be on hits, bang-outs where the alleys be (Bah)
It's me, yeah, it's me, Herbie G (G Herbo)
Went from sixteen-five to Scottie P, thirty-three
Ran through sixteen rides off of sixteen lines (Sixteen)
Sixteen shots, he got hit sixteen times (Brr)
Ain't no funny shit (Funny shit)
I could get your brother hit, that's what that money get (You know that)
We burnt out the last switch and bought another switch (Another one)
I don't even post shit, but I'm so f*ckin' rich (f*ck it)
I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch, I'm with another bitch
[Chorus]
Burnt out, but my day is cool (Ooh)
Every day, I'm on The Shade Room (Damn)
See 'em hatin', I can't never lose (Huh?)
I ain't trippin', I just play it cool (Uh, uh)
Burnt out, but my day is cool (Uh, uh, uh)
Every day, I'm on The Shade Room (You know that) See 'em hatin', I can't never lose (I just never lose)
I ain't trippin', I just play it cool (I just play it cool)

[Verse 2]
Popped out on some trim shit (Yeah)
Left the new foreign in the house 'til the windows tinted (Uh-huh)
I ain't pullin' up in shit rented, damn, it's been a minute
Quarter-million cash, I just made it, but I'm finna spend it
Ran through that bag, I ain't save it, I ain't even trippin' (Ooh)
I could get a dub from the label, but I'm independent
Actin' like I really ain't that nigga, listen to the critics (What?)
When that paper hit, don't say shit, listen to the crickets (Dummy)
Since you always on the internet, check the analytics (Uh-huh)
Shit keep comin' in, I double digits, now I'm double digits (Ooh)
Double spendin' (Ooh), I go double with it, I got double digits (Ooh)
Ten M's, twenty M's, thirty M's, uh
I don't owe shit, these Swerv' Ms, you can't talk about these M's
You ain't never earned M's, workin' on some new M's
I got albums turned in, I ain't touch the other M's
Still spendin' show M's, verse M's (Nigga)
[Chorus]
Burnt out, but my day is cool (Ooh)
Every day, I'm on The Shade Room (Damn)
See 'em hatin', I can't never lose (Huh?)
I ain't trippin', I just play it cool (Uh, uh)
Burnt out, but my day is cool (Uh, uh, uh)
Every day, I'm on The Shade Room (You know that)
See 'em hatin', I can't never lose (I just never lose)
I ain't trippin', I just play it cool (I just play it cool)