Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Being Honest, artist - G Herbo. Date of issue: 04.11.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Being Honest |
| 'Stand this |
| You’re changing, I can’t stand it |
| My heart can’t take this damage |
| And the way I feel, can’t stand it |
| Mmm, I don’t understand this |
| How you love me? |
| I’m up in the booth (Booth) |
| Said I’m lying, like show me the proof (The proof) |
| Get in my bag, put a sixth in a deuce (Deuce) |
| She like, «Who Wockesha?» |
| Bitch, that’s juice (That's juice) |
| And you can’t walk a mile in my shoes (My shoes) |
| You ain’t throw as much shots as I threw (You threw) |
| You don’t tote on the Glock like I do |
| And you definitely don’t bend that block like I do (Like) |
| Lately, I’ve been feelin' alone (Alone) |
| But I’m clutchin' my chrome (My chrome) |
| Pray to my mama I’m gon mak it home |
| Twenty missed calls, I ain’t answr my phone (My phone) |
| Then I heard JB ain’t make it home (Home) |
| They say, «Flocka, keep up and be strong» (Strong) |
| Nah, why? |
| 'Cause that shit was wrong (Wrong) |
| And I told him to keep that bitch on 'em |
| I got my front, but is you behind me? |
| ('Hind me) |
| Get goofy like Martin and Gina |
| Or get greedy like Keisha and Tommy (Like) |
| Then get deady like Whitney and Bobby |
| I brought my pole if she think she gon' line me (Line me) |
| With the .30, I move extra cocky |
| If I ain’t dead or in jail, they can’t stop me (Stop me) |
| Gotti and Notti and Scottie, my top three (Like) |
| Need a smooth G to spin, call up Gotti (Gotti) |
| Sosa with Knockski in lobby (Lobby) |
| Know a ooter who aim for skullatis |
| He be buggin', his name is Lil Notti (Lil Notti) |
| If I tell him to get 'em, I know that he got me (I know) |
| So I got him, he stay right beside me (Beside me) |
| I be thinking like she movin' Wocky (Funny) |
| She keep tellin' me, «Flocka, you got me» (She got me) |
| Is you gon' climb for me if it get rocky? |
| (Rocky) |
| A parole shinin' through like it’s hockey |
| Can’t box right now, bullets punchin' like Ali (Ali) |
| Gotta keep it, I know they gon' watch me (Watch me) |
| And I know that the feds tryna lock me (They lock me) |
| Ridin' with it, I hope they don’t stop me (Don't stop me) |
| If they do, then it’s gon' be a high-speed (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| I pray God take the wheel, hope he got me (Got me, like) |
| I don’t understand this |
| You’re changing, I can’t stand it |
| My heart can’t take this damage |
| And the way I feel, can’t stand it |
| Mmm, baby, I don’t understand this |
| You better up first, boy, you better not let 'em (Let 'em) |
| Hop out first, you better catch 'em (Skrrt) |
| They only got one up on you if you let 'em (Let 'em) |
| How he talk down, you fed or you fed 'em? |
| (Fed 'em) |
| Nigga dougie got shot, that’s on bro, I’ma dead 'em (I'ma dead 'em) |
| He can’t come to this block, I won’t let 'em (Won't let 'em) |
| Lil Notti, he spot 'em, he got 'em, he get 'em (Get 'em) |
| And Lil Drama gon' hop out and stretch 'em |
| Dougie B, he gon' throw like McGrady (McGrady) |
| Balla B, he be throwin' like Brady (Brady) |
| Ballin' for JB, this shit got no safety (No safety) |
| When we up, better duck, we go crazy (Go crazy) |
| We gon' hit up his ligament, shit leave him lazy |
| That’s on bro, I got shots for who hate me |
| We them EBK, DOA, GBG babies |
| Get Back Gang, that’s how they raised me, like |
| And I told bro there’s gon' be another one |
| I got booked for the chop, bought another one ('Nother one) |
| And I promise they won’t take my mother son (Mother son) |
| Think that I’m goin', these lil' niggas dumb or somethin' (Dumb or somethin') |
| Who these lil' niggas think that I’m runnin' from? |
| (Runnin' from, yeah) |
| (Who these lil' niggas think that I’m runnin' from?) |
| (They stupid, they dumb, or somethin') |
| I don’t understand this |
| You’re changing, I can’t stand it |
| My heart can’t take this damage |
| And the way I feel, can’t stand it |
| Mmm, I don’t understand this |