Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cap Guns, artist - G Herbo.
Date of issue: 28.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Cap Guns |
I was young and used to think of cap guns back when I was havin' fun |
Now I’m caught up in this rap shit, gamblin' my life for one |
Lookin' back at shit from my past, it ain’t much I haven’t done |
Tryna learn from mistakes like my last one 'cause I got a son |
Started off just shootin' baskets, then we was ditchin' classes (Ayy) |
Smokin' gas and havin' fistfights later turned to blastin' (Bah) |
Grew up, got immune to madness, you couldn’t even imagine |
Broski ain’t get to see my mansion, I carried his casket (Damn) |
Went and did time, until he got back, I carried his ratchet |
I was trappin', ain’t unwrap it, it stayed in the plastic |
Tellin' broski, «Wear a mask,» 'cause it played with his asthma (Woo) |
Gage wasn’t even five foot seven, he carryin' plasmas |
Could’ve went to school in Dallas and played for the Mavericks |
Instead, I adapted to Essex and stayed with the savages (Uh) |
Mama said stay where I’m at, don’t come back, she ain’t havin' it |
Now when she ask for the racks, it’s five k on the average |
Look at how they had us (They had us), look at all those tragedies |
Hell yeah, we start trappin' shit, look at all us raggedy |
Thank my OG for havin' me (For havin' me) |
Fried bologna when I had to eat (When I had to eat) |
All of my teens, I was ridin' the streets (I was ridin') |
Now we the richest they got over east (Ayy) |
Never forgot who was laughin' at me |
Know before rap, I was strapped with the heat |
Know all the niggas was clappin' at me (Clappin' at me) |
Never told police what happened to me (What happened) |
Ninety hollows when we clap at the G (Krah) |
Never reply to who rappin' to me (Uh) |
Never was askin' for drama |
Just stayed in a spot where it’s that catch me lack, shit’ll squeeze |
One to the back, he collapsed to his knees |
Ain’t have to give him that extra fifteen (Grrah) |
If I would’ve died in my prime, news would’ve said that he just was a teen |
But I was a teen out doin' some reckless things |
I had a strap in my jeans |
Shout out 2013 (Ayy) |
That’s when I lost Kobe and Peewee (Kobe and Peewee, ayy) |
I kept a Glizzy, a 23 |
Folks saw the opps with the 3D (Uh) |
That’s my kinfolk, we ain’t GD (Uh) |
My chain got rocks like BBs, Maybach seats got TVs |
My C Money rose with VVS |
The opp hoes know all my CDs (You know them) |
The opps damn near wanna be me |
Gotta go the other way when they see me |
If a nigga broke, how he gon' see me? |
(Pussy) |
Gave niggas hope, why else they need me? |
I be everywhere, probably Bahimi (Probably) |
Bitches partyin' all in bikinis |
Baby, I don’t even drink martinis (Uh-uh) |
Exotic pack, got a hat like a genie (Uh-huh, what?) |
Smokin' Backs for my stress, let it ease me (Ayy) |
Gotta make this boss shit look easy |
But you know it’s everything but easy (Everything) |
Money over everything, it please me (Over everything) |
Money go and everything gon' leave me (Everything) |
Where was they before my watch was freezy? |
(Huh?) |
To get what they want, watch 'em deceive me (Watch 'em deceive me) |
They don’t even know me, how they believe me? |
(How they believe?) |
Sometimes I be thinkin' from me to me, it be hard for somebody else bein' me |
Back and forth, tryna balance the Ms, my lovers and friends, I’m caught in a |
frenzy |
Thinkin' what my mama was sayin' about all of my friends, now all of 'em dead |
(Damn) |
Wishin' I can call them again, do it all again, but it’s all in my head (Damn) |
Was it really wrong what we did? |
If we ain’t go as hard as we did, probably all’ll be dead |
Lean on each other, came through for another, that’s all that we had |
They don’t understand, so callin' my lawyer again, that’s all that we said |
Everywhere we stand, them people was on us for playin' them corners again |
But they don’t understand |