G Herbo – Lawyer Fees Lyrics

Lawyer Fees By G Herbo

Now I’m the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can’t hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin’ death, like he avoiding me
He was in my head and I tripped every time I heard them voices speak
Been true to streets, my circumstances made that choice for me

I’m so post traumatic (Stressed)
Yes I’m posed to have it (Yes)
Gotta stay close to ratchet
Cause bro’nem died when they ain’t have it
September 3rd I lost a savage (Max)
I been through a lot so I walk with a ‘matic
Shawty nem gone go they ain’t talking about it
Lay on the house, we one up on whoever walk out that b—-
I been No-Limit I’m ’bout it ’bout it
Go like I’m p—- I doubt it
Walking on hits, we was scouting, routing
You see 4-7 then shout it (4-7)
But when I got some money, ain’t stop wildin’
Running it up it’s a lot piling
Running these streets I got mileage
That’s bro mama car but he hopped out it
My new life ain’t violent tho
Chrome & Hearts I’m stylin’
Paid some m’s in taxes but made a lot so f— it I filed it
Made some m’s changed my surroundings
Then I bought some diamonds (Aye)
I ain’t gotta ride up Stony no more to be on a island

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Now I’m the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon’ try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can’t hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin’ death, like he avoiding me
He was in my head and I tripped every time I heard them voices speak
Been true to streets, my circumstances made that choice for me

Shots fired again like last night
Back out on the 8 block you damn right
Age of 14, I was playing with pipes
We at war now
Made an attempt on my mans life
New to this s— gotta play it right
Whoever tote the pipe gotta stay in sight
Get caught sacrifice, stay & fight
Every body who know gotta pay a price
Gotta get high, get my head right
How the f— you sleep? You ain’t seein’ faces every night
And who want life doin’ fed time?
It’s already hard tryna see my little mans now
He owes like thirty, forty grand now
Miss fifty of ’em, how you still got your hand out?
Tryna execute what I planned out
Help ’em move the sack, probably why I never ran out
Basketball courts got fanned down
Next thing you know, it’s your man down
N—– I was on the court with, playin ball with got killed, probably why I don’t play around
N—– I was growin up with, real savage, kill s—, don’t run, they stay around
I’ma say it like I’m from Terror Town
I don’t wanna front, I’ma spread it ’round

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Now I’m the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can’t hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin’ death, like he avoiding me
He was in my head and I tripped every time I heard them voices speak
Been true to streets, my circumstances made that choice for me

No matter what, when it get rough, can’t let that s— break you
When you faced with reality, it’s hard to shake the truth
You only real as them circumstances that make you
Seem like they hate on you for everything that they can’t do
Growing up it was just hoop dreams and AAU
Now it’s county visits and burials while they take you
So, let me guess, your homie’s dead and you caught cases too
Still paranoid from all the wars, ’cause every day they shoot
And believe it, when you get that news, you wish that s— ain’t true
Them soldiers mamas breaking down, they took away my troops
Wore my s— red for all my blood is when they paint my coupe
I’m Gucci Gang, that’s how we bleeding, but I ain’t Piru

Now I’m the one who paid the bonds and all the lawyer fees
They gon try to take advantage of your loyalty
Drag my name all through the dirt, they tried to soil me
In this kingdom, teach my son he come from royalty
My brother gone, now he can’t hop inside this Royce with me
How I keep escapin’ death, like he avoiding me
He was in my head and I tripped every time I heard them voices speak
Been true to streets, my circumstances made that choice for me

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