Honestly Songtext
von G Herbo

Honestly (Ayy, Southside, where you get all that drip?)
Honestly
Everything I wanna be
Gotta work ′til it come to me
Ain't wanna be no wannabe
Enemies they under me
Honestly I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me
Comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G′s (100 G's), foreign V's (Foreign V′s), Louis V (Louis V)
They like, "who is he?"


Honestly when I was broke as fu-, you ain′t notice me
You thought days I was posted up
At the county jail where I'm ′posed to be
Now young ni- eating overly, I got hunnids old as trees
And money don't grow on trees
But I′m gon' blow it like leaves, ayy
Pull up with turbo V′s, ayy, two-door AMG's, ayy
I started witnessing some of the sh-
That felt like it was make-believe, ayy
Lil' ni- neck on freeze, ayy
Spent 100 racks on these, ayy
Seen′t ′em tryna keep up and then lost everything
I can't let that happen to me, ayy

Feeling alive, I′m so happy to be, ayy
You killing my vibe, how long you-you see me
Be happy for me, ayy
I'm fresh all the time, but you know my kicks ain′t Buscemi
Capital G Fazos, Nike need me on the payroll
I just took these off a day ago, killers gon' do what I say so
Angels gon′ give you a halo, and we got money to lay low
Now when it come to the bread, I go with it like mayo
Can't let it go to my head. I had way too many days broke


Honestly
Honestly
Everything I wanna be
Gotta work 'til it come to me
Ain′t wanna be no wannabe
Enemies, they under me
Honestly I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me
Comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G′s (100 G's)
Foreign V′s (Foreign V's), Louis V (Louis V)
They like, "who is he?"

I say honestly
I need honesty
Get rich and I make my mama proud of me
A young rich ni-a, that′s what I'm ′bout to be
Rolling gas, boy, yo sh- not loud to me
I'm getting used to the fame, ni- crowding me
I got demons and these brought 'em out of me
I′m on my boss sh-, ain′t no clowning me
Let's f- up Saks Fifth, hit the town on me

Me and Herbo pull up in a Bentley coupe
Ain′t not telling what we'll say or what we′ll do
Smoke Gelato out the zip, feel like jet fuel
We'll never let a f- know our next move
Run up them big bags, that′s what we into
We just some real ni-, look what we been through
I put Gucci on my backpack, but I don't like school
I know you may love me, but bi- I don't like you

Honestly
Honestly
Everything I wanna be
Gotta work ′til it come to me
Ain′t wanna be no wannabe
Enemies, they under me
Honestly I wanna be
On the beach, white sand up under me
Comfortably (Comfortably)
I just want 100 G's (100 G′s)
Foreign V's (Foreign V′s), Louis V (Louis V)
They like, "who is he?", yeah