You know since day one, we probably never ever had shit

But I know everybody feel like a king or queen in they own way

You know, look

Wake up, wipe the coal out my eyes

Look in the mirror, see my hunger, view my soul in my eyes

Brush my teeth, snatch my sister sheets, I know she sleepin′ deep

And feeling geeked, tryin' get to school, first day of the week

Super Donuts warmed up for breakfast, wasn′t much to eat

Remember moms' hand-washing clothes, sweaters in the sink

Now the chain and my watch is gold dweller with the link

I'm making cheddar, what you think? Gettin′ better by the blink

That′s every second for the dickheads that don't know how to think

I′m getting better, never second, I can't let up shit dead

They couldn′t hear me, I was snoozin' when I used to sip red

I was flexin′ everyday, ran through my little bread

You know young nigga never had it, do what I want now I got it

But that don't define you as man, what you gon' do without it?

Know you ain′t got a dime, now what you gon′ do about it?

Whole family from the slums, how you finna move 'em out it

We need our crowns

G Herbo, tell them shine them bitches up for us

Chief

All black strap, White Sox cap the crown

My dawg slapped the ground when them laws clapped ′em down

The dicks slid through in that all black a-Crown

And I might fan that bitch if it crawl back around

That toy on me but I ain't finna play

I′ve been this way, hoppin' on and off of them interstates

Remember days baggin′ up on my mama's dinner plates

I'm sorry but I′m starvin′ and my mama's rent is late

And I gotta′ chase this bread, fuck what a hater said

Mad 'cause we poppin′, look how they watch us like they the feds

They comin', they comin′, just know I sleep with that K in bed

The clip hangin' outta' that bitch, as long as a baby′s leg

Wrong one, grind and your time gon′ come

They say when you chase the money, the money gone run

But you so impatient, feel like you need a home run

They died, they locked up, it's normal, I′ve gone numb

And that's why I′m not sober, hello pop culture

We should start pulling these cops over, ya reign on the top's over

Pussy we need our crowns

My king blood is heating up, nigga, we need our crowns

G Herbo

Aye Chief, let me get some more

Hold on, what I tell ′em

Look, we need our crowns, I was cursed at birth

I made the best out the worst,

Grandma waitin' for them checks on the 1st

Picture days hustlin', tryin′ get fresh was the worst

′Member fresh up out of school, gettin' arrested and dispersed

′Nother day I'm not in school, just to post up with my tool again

And I′m tryna blend, but they still think I'm a hooligan

Now I′m getting dividends, all about them Benjamin's

Feds in the islands, Gilligans, Philippines

Free my niggas in the pen, I just spoke to Gill again

Told him I'ma heat up and I sent him somethin′ to chill again

I′m just tryna be up in a hammock with my feet up

Until then, I'm still hungry, gotta eat up

And I′m gettin' greedy,

Ain′t no mouth above mine, I can't praise a nigga

Then they start feeling like they made a nigga

I don′t wan't no favors nigga, yeah, I'll blaze a nigga

And I got some aim lil nigga, bet I ain′t gon′ graze a nigga

Probably ain't gon′ need it but my Glock still got a laser nigga

Any day we both ain't gotta gun, I still′ll daze a nigga, fade a nigga

Ate up on that shit when I was younger, guess I'm aging nigga

21 I feel like I′m a OG, shit amazing nigga

G Herbo, you know man, gang shit man

Man Eastside shit real, real Eastside shit, 079, you know

And this shit crazy man cause

I remember, I remember I was young as hell man

Walking home from school and shit, me and my lil sister

I'm seeing Bump 'nem hop out, they in the Chargers and shit

White Chargers and they hop out, walk out

AP Dudley and shit, I′m starstruck, and these street niggas

I′m starstruck on some street shit like "This Bump? This Bump?"

You know? Shit, you know what I'm saying?

Fuck it though, I′m just talking, you know?

Just venting and shit, just on some real shit

This shit crazy you know, gang shit though man

G Herbo, "Humble Beast", you know what's going on man

Shout out Chief Bump, you know Chief home

Free all my niggas, free all them niggas in the cell

All them niggas gone, dead and gone, you know

Eastside shit all over the city, you know what I′m saying

Spread my pain, all the way to your pain, you know

We need our crowns man, spread the crowns out

Spread the love out man, to the youth, you know

Bless the youth, you know, bless poverty, bless our people

You know what I'm saying, we need our crowns

Let′s get it