No Jail Time Lyrics

No Jail Time - G Herbo

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Yeah

I told Chase wasn't no niggas

Rappin' this good under 25 and I meant it

It's G Herbo

My lighter say life is what you make it, man

When I get to flickin' that Bic like Wayne, you niggas in trouble

(Dougie on the beat)

Uh

I set bar high as fuck where I'm from

Considerin' niggas quick to run out of luck where I'm from

I had to duck bullets, tuck guns

A opp had the ups on me, I couldn't buss run

Took some real big losses, had a tough run

We just dancin' with the devil, we like, "Fuck run"

Shit got real wild

.40 Glock alarm clock, shots real loud

Father the streets, never birthed a real child

Lil Wayne is real hot on my block

When you get your top popped the cops watch

So used to drillin', kill, and niggas stealin' non stop

You can't name a street that's terrifyin' here and not rocks, motherfucker

Where I come from it ain't nothin' but bloodsuckers

Sure this ain't no love for us, real hustler

He can't trust his blood brother

Knew he had to beat the odds for him to win since a little child

Live in sin but he still smile

Got nobody when he feel down

Sell coke but he keep the fam good, mama still proud

Uh, niggas stress but be real chill

Roll weed when he feel pills

God-fearin' but'll still kill

Probably put a sinner in his will

Niggas spin and miss Thanksgivin', Christmas and that's real spill

Everybody gotta start as beginners

Where I'm from you love the first nigga take you on a real drill

Nigga got rich no jail time

Never bought a watch tryna tell time

Used to grab hammers when it's nail time

How the fuck I get rich no jail time?

Nigga got rich no jail time

Nigga got rich no jail time

I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't gotta mail mine

Life crazy but I feel fine

Nothin' special about me, I made mistakes like a motherfucker

Student of the game, I gotta play this shit the same as you

Execution, had an opportunity the same as you

Lane was like a wide receiver drill, I just made it through

Nine of ten times, you want change, gotta change your crew

'Less you got a crew where niggas doin' shit the same as you

'Posed to ride or die, homicide for your guys, code of silence

Go to trial, got a crew of niggas namin' you

I'ma wear that shit right on my back 'cause that's what gangsters do

You got soldiers with you? Real soldiers with me bangin' too

We could do this like the range too

'Cause I know you got the flame and I got the flame too

And you probably got some aim, I know I got some aim too

You can't wait to let out anger, I've been through some pain too

We can find peace or make it rain, bullets 'til you need a rain suit

Stomach like a scientist, that means I seen some brains too (ugh)

Nigga got rich no jail time

Never bought a watch tryna tell time

Used to grab hammers when it's nail time

How the fuck I get rich no jail time?

Nigga got rich no jail time

Nigga got rich no jail time

I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't got a middle man

Life crazy but I feel fine