G Herbo - Really Like That

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{intro}
(tay keith, fuck these niggas up!)
Sixteen i bought a stranglehold (yeah)
Seventeen too many guns, by eighteen i caught a case (yeah/facts)
You ain't fuckin' with tay keith, feel like tayk, i did the race (yeah)
F and n, featherweight, i barely feel it on my waist

{chorus}
That's why i walk like this, talk like that
Iced out all my niggas, bitch, 'cause i'm a boss like that
We puttin' miles on my foreign, fuck it i might boss like that
Overkill 'em why you hate the (?...), to the crows like that

{verse}
We spin the block and we peel it (yeah)
I feel dressed likе a villain
Still i get hate when i'm chillin'
Ain't goin' cray but i'm willin'
Sеnd that pay when they billin'
Money got too long (?...), i don't know better feelin'
This bitch ridin' my demons
Pray for (?...)
Skrr, skrr, i just cashed out
My lil' shooter with me, he like twenty, he gon' crash out
I put a deal with the savages, you see-through like a glasshouse
Never caught no body in here, get your pussy ass out, fuck nigga
Shout out my lil' mans, call him xanny 'cause he suwoop, nigga
I might pull up ghost, rolls, i been bought the truck, nigga
Know you know the sayin', if it's up there then it's stuck, nigga
Hit 'em in his hand, he ain't get up but he stuck, nigga
Killer where you been? i been tryna see what's up with you
Rap and/wrappin' rubberbands, that's okay, i understand
Pop out dolo, i be chillin' with the fans (uh, uh, uh)
They like, "swervo, how you much you pay for that watch, a hunnid grand?"
Hell yeah
And i got this bitch on airwell
If a nigga try, he gon' have to fire, hell yeah
Death be everywhere, smell it in the air
When the oppers die, is you still outside? hell, yeah
I ain't never hide, uh, i'm forever ridin' (i'm forever ridin')
I've seen homicides, but not televised
I've been round killers, most of 'em on my momma side (on my momma side)
Saw a murder at nine, ever since been traumatized
But fuck it (fuck it)
When i made it out the trenches, said a nigga lucky (what?)
Some got into one of my hitters, man, he been reluctant
Ran into a couple hiccups but that shit was nothin' (nothin')
Lawyer money, i ain't standin', get that shit reducted
Two-up in my lamb truck, inside of the whip disgustin'
How these bitches bussin', don't say nothin' and just get to fuckin'
I don't want no bomb, bitches see me and they get to buckin'
Boys ain't on the crumb, they might see me and just get to duckin' (bah)
For real, i don't ever notice how it feels
For real, ask about no limit, bitch, we run the jails
For real, forty steel, bought a new (?...) i tote my .40 still
I've been on some shit out here like (?...), it was before the deal
'fore the ink dried spent a whole ticket on some wheels
Know that shit was stupid, i just wanted to see how it feels
Stood over my nigga dyin', and i'm really cryin' tears
Every year i get above ground, bitch, i gotta live
It is what it is, it ain't biz or it is
Ain't go (?...) on this real
I ain't never did (?...)

Release Date: March 05, 2021

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Herbert Wright III, whose stage persona G Herbo resonates with the pulsating rhythm of Chicago's streets, maps the contours of an urban soundscape with stark narratives and gritty beats. Once christened Lil Herb, his early moniker echoed the youthful energy and restlessness of his Chiraq origins—a cityscape scarred by strife yet vibrant with the tenacity of its people.

G Herbo emerged from this maelstrom, a lyrical chronicler of tumultuous times, weaving tales of survival amidst the concrete tapestries of his home. His music is a raw testament to the trials encountered on the merciless streets of Chicago, often referred to as Chiraq by those who know its inner workings. His tracks don't just skim the surface but dive deep into the struggle, with each beat hewn from the very challenges he's faced.

His artistry pivots on the drill music genre, a relentless and powerful form of hip-hop that heralds from the South Side of Chicago. G Herbo's verses are more than music—they are urban psalms that command attention, resonating with an authenticity forged in the fires of personal experience.

Rising to public consciousness with a voice synonymous with the heartbeat of his city, G Herbo's transition from Lil Herb to his current emblem signifies a maturation not only in his career but also in his role as a street sage. Through the evolution of his name, from Lil Heroine to G Herbo, there's a palpable shift—a shedding of former skins to embrace an identity that's entirely his.

His stirring ensemble of hardcore drill songs does not shy away from reality but instead highlights a life laced with adversity, yet underscored by a relentless pursuit of betterment and hope. G Herbo stands as a figure of the hard-knocked yet indomitable spirit of Chicago, his voice a beacon for many navigating similar paths.