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lil herb - a year ago lyrics

[lil bibby – hook]
just a year ago i was stuck off in a slump
i was broke, i ain’t have nothin
i came from the bottom that’s why i stunt
that’s why i stunt, that’s why i stunt
might go broke, ion give a f-ck
pop a pill, that turn a n-gg- up
catch me in the club might throw a few bucks
see me in the streets, n-gg-s know what’s up
still throwin my set, that’s where i’m from
i ain’t worried bout nun, rollin up the blunt
sh-ttin on n-gg-s that’s why i stunt, that’s why i stunt
that’s why i stunt,and my momma ain’t gotta worry bout nun
ain’t got ask no b-tch for no money, used to be hungry now i stunt

[lil herb – verse 1]
you might catch me in the club counting nothing but one hunneds
juvenile with cash money, i’m the number 1 stunta
foreign whips all summer, ridin tinted, gettin blunted
and they all different colors, so you never see me comin
and the reason i be stuntin, is cuz i’m used to havin nothing
schooling housing by the public, now them thousands ain’t a subject
i put money first, trapping all summer call it sunny work
went from rags to riches pullin b-tches with a b-mmy shirt
now the city sayin i’m the man in the streets
going hard for the squad, throwing bands in the streets
i might go broke, but you know just how that go
if i go broke then a n-gg- getting poked
n-gg- don’t go then a n-gg- gettin smoked
watch i get ghost, like a n-gg- didn’t blow
make the police think a n-gg- didn’t know, like a n-gg- didn’t know
f-ck the po po, if i [?] court then a n-gg- didn’t go
had to see a po, then a n-gg- didn’t show
750 cost ten like i’m in a 6 4
i ain’t trippin on a ho i’m too busy gettin dough
same n-gg- by the sto, posted up, me and bro
just roll up the dope, thinking bout a year ago

[hook]

[lil herb – verse 2]
winter time i super grind, summer time we stay awake
i’m up early, whipping up the pies like aunt shirley
rollin the loud make the blunt pearly, catch me on the 8 [?]
f-ck the jakes, you get stretched for the cake
b-tches know the deal we can’t chase erday, we just text we don’t date
skeet her chest and her face, i flex on them hoes
f-ck like twice then i next on them hoes
only want a night worth of s-x from them hoes
don’t wanna facetime or chat with them hoes
i’m sprinting to them stacks, imma hit you right back
[?]
pull up in that thang with the ceiling pushed back
riding by myself, but if you pull up on the side you can look at this mac
remember i used to look at them n-gg-s way back
remember i used to rock the horachi with the strap
remember i didn’t know how to fill a kinda stack
but now i’m that n-gg- and all i do is count em back
yeah, and that’s why i stunt
i ain’t worried bout nun i do what i want
i ain’t gotta trick on b-tches cuz they wanna f-ck
i’m just chillin countin digits, and i’m smokin blunts c money rollin up
and if we pull up on a n-gg- then he betta duck
cuz we got hollows in the semi you gone need some luck
my shooters on it, they ain’t stopping till they see him drop
cuz when a n-gg- kill yo homie you don’t give a f-ck
in the field for my homies we gone send it up
i’m off a hitta for rock, rip free my n-gg-s
[?] used to ridin hot cars
now my sh-t off the lot, just to sit on the block

[hook]

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