Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How Did I Get Here, artist - Offset.
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
How Did I Get Here |
Uh, nobody, you know what I’m sayin', nobody, nobody thought a nigga would be |
right here, though, you know |
That shit make like, that shit make, that shit make a difference in me and you |
You was supposed to be here, nigga |
Nigga, I wasn’t 'posed to be in this motherfucker |
Man, you know what I’m sayin' |
Give all the glory to God and hard work |
But you niggas gotta respect this shit, you know what I’m sayin' |
I’m straight from the… |
Where I’m at? |
(Where) Where I go? |
(How) How did I get here? |
(How did I get here? |
Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield) |
I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill) |
Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile) |
Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill) |
Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise) |
I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized) |
We was livin' up in College Park (College Park) |
Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight) |
Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park) |
Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined) |
The story of my life (The life) |
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before) |
Have you ever done time? |
(Time) |
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds) |
Confinement mind (Confinement) |
How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
(Time) |
The truth be told (Told) |
I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold) |
In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul |
Felt like I was born on Mars (Mars) |
Everybody starin' too hard (Starin') |
They didn’t really think I was a star (They didn’t really) |
Then I fucked around, beat the odds (Fucked around) |
How did I get right here? |
(How did I?) |
Neck, wrist on chandelier (Chandelier) |
Made me wanna drop some tears (Tears) |
Thankin' God that I switched gears (Whooo) |
I’m from another lightyear, I’m a Martian (Martian) |
One-third of a human, just partial (One third) |
I’m the Sergeant, the Captain, the Marshal (Serge) |
I start to barf, it was too much potion |
Too fast, everything in slow motion |
I get the cash and my money keep grossin' (Get the cash) |
Popped a bottle, champagne, we toastin' |
Suicide doors on the coupe when they open (Skrrt) |
They didn’t believe in me (Nah) |
Check the stats, number one, you see (You see) |
I bet my haters can’t breathe |
Nigga, don’t even compare to me (Nah) |
Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare) |
We can fuck 'em by the pair, by the three (By the pair) |
Chopper soundin' like a snare in a beat (Like a snare) |
I’m from the A, I love your ass, it’s a peach (Peach) |
Where I’m from, niggas cash, don’t lease (Cash) |
Where I’m from, the stick’s on the backseat (Stick sticks) |
Where I’m from, police put you six feet |
A lot of bums and they sleepin' on the street (Bums) |
Yeah, yeah, that’s at home (Yeah) |
Nigga, go back to your fam' where you dead wrong (Go back) |
Miss my dawg, dead and gone (Miss him) |
I can hear his voice telling me «Don't go alone» (Pistol) |
Yeah, the money can’t fix that (Nah) |
Dirty money, had to rinse that (Dirty money) |
I try my hardest not to look back (I try) |
Not too long ago a nigga would’ve took that (Gimme that) |
This for my niggas had to cook packs (Cook cook) |
Million dollar trap fall 'cause of one rat (Rats) |
Yeah, ain’t no comin' back (Yeah) |
How I made it out the jungle, yeah, without a scratch (Hey) |
Where I’m at? |
(Where) Where I go? |
(How) How did I get here? |
(How did I get here? |
Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield) |
I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill) |
Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile) |
Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill) |
Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise) |
I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized) |
We was livin' up in College Park (College Park) |
Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight) |
Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park) |
Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined) |
The story of my life (The life) |
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before) |
Have you ever done time? |
(Time) |
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds) |
Confinement mind (Confinement) |
How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
(Time) |
The truth be told (Told) |
I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold) |
In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul |
Baptized at First Baptist Church |
The pastor name was Reverend Johnson (Okay) |
Chastised his shirt and matchin' shoes |
But had to front, it never bothered him (Okay) |
Hurt his pride but he swallowed it (Okay) |
Dirt is all that he spotted |
And in the dirty south where bodies pilin' up |
So high, they block the birds and rerouted 'em (Damn) |
Plenty murderers had observers but |
You never heard a peep out of them |
So many funerals it ain’t enough numerals to keep count of them (Woah) |
Look, I’m just settin' the scene |
Back when I stared at the phone as I’m lettin' it ring |
Another collector, they leave us a message |
My mama in deficit, must intervene |
I bust out the seams, I’m gettin' too big for these britches now |
I invest in the dream, I’m destined for green |
I got superstar dick for these bitches now |
I got superstar dick for these bitches now |
And I think about that when I dig 'em out |
(When I dig 'em out, when I dig 'em out) |
Where I’m at? |
(Where) Where I go? |
(How) How did I get here? |
(How did I get here? |
Walk around with a Smithfield (Smithfield) |
I’m from the south, had a gold grill (Gold grill) |
Remember doin' shows in Mobile (Mobile) |
Go against me and it’s roadkill (Roadkill) |
Wakin' up to see the sunrise (Sunrise) |
I turned five, I got baptized (Baptized) |
We was livin' up in College Park (College Park) |
Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight) |
Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park) |
Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined) |
The story of my life (The life) |
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before) |
Have you ever done time? |
(Time) |
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds) |
Confinement mind (Confinement) |
How you feelin' when you face a dime? |
(Time) |
The truth be told (Told) |
I’m supposed to be locked up and dead, cold (Cold) |
In the mind of an old (He cold) white man, the black man soul |