Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wilt Chamberlain , by - G Herbo. Release date: 31.01.2019
Song language: English
Wilt Chamberlain |
| Yeah |
| I done spent the night in the stu' |
| Man, it’s 11:30 |
| 'Til I feel it’s done and shit |
| I been in this bitch like, thirty-six hours |
| Ayy, you know, Meek be callin' me the golden child and shit |
| Yeah, it’s probably 'cause, you know |
| (Why you call me the golden child, anyway?) |
| I was built for all this shit |
| Everything, like, I just |
| Whatever I do, man, good or bad |
| I just lay down on my bed, fuck it |
| I just lay down in my bed, fuck it |
| Wopskino ask if I want him dead |
| And I’m like, «Yeah, fuck it» |
| Them shootouts and high speeds |
| I made it out, but I ain’t lucky |
| Had to walk home on the opps |
| They see that bitch 'cause I ain’t tuck it |
| Jdot used to call my phone, tell me «Pop outside,» I’m already comin' |
| He was thirsty to pick me up |
| 'Cause both us tryin' to score a bucket |
| It was no one man above the group |
| We gon' fall together, fuck it (Fuck it) |
| But it’s always just that one |
| With the biggest head, LeToya Luckett |
| Remember Rell turned himself in? |
| We was droppin' Aca, tweleve or muddy |
| Fell asleep standin' up in front of my mama |
| She knew I was up to somethin' |
| Then I dropped out of school to get this money |
| She knew I was up-and-comin' |
| Then I walked in the house one day with a Wilt Chamberlain |
| All hundreds |
| Since my first hundred K I was focused and kept savin' |
| All hundreds |
| Everybody tellin' me do this and do that |
| Nigga, this ain’t y’all money |
| When I was young I couldn’t wait 'til I grow up |
| And I got my own money |
| Now I’m grown and got a son |
| Gotta keep it comin' |
| Soon as I get done, back on the run |
| I can’t sleep for nothin', uh |
| They gave me a million bucks to talk |
| So at least I speak for somethin', uh |
| Told them boys I wanna race |
| A hundred miles and runnin', uh |
| God forbid it’s my time to go |
| Then I’m just gon' keep gunnin', uh |
| I’m just gon' get money, uh |
| And when I make two hundred, uh |
| And my bitch got a bank account |
| With nothin' less than four hundred, uh |
| You know I’m big dog, everything paid for |
| She ain’t gotta spend no money, uh |
| Don’t no female in my life |
| Get up and work for nothing, uh |
| My son grannies don’t need nothin', uh |
| Aunties don’t need nothin', uh |
| None of my brothers need nothin', uh |
| 'Cept for probably a lawyer or somethin' |
| Probably somebody to watch their daughter or somethin' |
| Smokin' v-line, need a quarter or somethin' |
| Still know how to boil water, uh |
| Hit a bro if you need a order or somethin' |
| He asked me to hold on tight to my past |
| Like a hoarder or somethin' (Hoarder) |
| Can’t trust all my homies |
| Feel like Rich Porter or somethin' |
| If your mind was right |
| I might go have somethin' cross the border comin' |
| But niggas ain’t ready to eat |
| I ain’t goin' to war over nothin' |
| Lost too many of my brothers to this shit |
| I can’t afford another |
| You know I’m gon' go, right or wrong |
| So at least keep me informed or somethin' |
| My mama must have prayed to gangsta God |
| Before I was born or somethin' |
| You know I’ma hit a nigga but before I see the nigga |
| Just gimme a warnin' or somethin' |
| Everywhere I go somebody recordin' somethin' |
| Poppin' 'em all when I’m bored or somethin' |
| Really I need an award or somethin' |
| Bitch put me up on that boy for somethin' |
| The shit I was doin' in the streets |
| I ain’t never seen you, but I’ma ignore it, it’s nothin' |
| Niggas say they gettin' their shit out the mud |
| Like my streets aren’t as dirty as yours or somethin' |