Eastside
G Herbo Lyrics


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Ayy, G Herbo, this a real Eastside story right here, man
R.I.P. them niggas, haan

Used to ride the front of the bus now I'm in the back of the 'Bach
Nigga this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trappin' and strapped
This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi and I start fuckin' with Cap
Jay Moe was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was fuckin' with rap
I met Kobe on the five, we was Mike'd down in '05
Girbauds and spray painted shirts
Now big bro own one of mine
Wake up, money on my mind
Think bout foe'nem all the time
Back when Grams lived on the four
First floor, 7405
Vito stayed on the other side
Him and Hill real runnin' wild
With Chico and probably smokin' 'dro
Eight bucks for a pound of loud
Used to leave for school, Lil Blac on Chico 'nem porch all the time
Fuck with OGs off the five
Shorties and shit wasn't my crowd
Foe'nem fuckin' up the wheel
I ran Bouchet, ain't fuck with Powell
That was grade school by the way, we been them niggas all this time
Actin' East headed for the rap, damn near still know all the rhymes
Five to nine, Yates back to Colfax, Terrortown was on the map
Niggas know there ain't a bitch we ain't fucked, takin' hoes back
Used to do Pelle coats with the screw back
Chrome buck-fifty, matched the new gat
Leather La McKinnons with the wheat Timbs
Fazo had one that was blue black
G Fazo, no need to say more
Punch so hard, make you wanna shoot back
Shawty off MB don't do that
Fuck that, I'on't even wanna talk about it
Miss all my niggas, white chalk about 'em
Naw they ain't like us, niggas bitch made
Lil' nigga, big gun, that was Lil Gage
Fucked up, lil' bro was lil' sis age
Made eighteen hundred on a good day
"You gon end up dead or broke
Or in jail like your dad and uncle," shit, that's what the hood say
Might as well sell dope, rob, steal go kill anything tryna stay afloat
I'm on point like an arrow
Aim the Glock like PeeWee, tell the opp, "Hello"
Got smoke like Dero, remember walkin' down Marquette, me and G Farro
Hoodied up if we got to blow
Still fuck the opps crazy, R.I.P. Alamo
79th Street raised me, some of my niggas since babies
No Limit crazy
Remember nights off the lazy
Mom's tellin' me to slow down, steady tryna persuade me
I was deep in the streets, she callin' and gettin' no sleep
Scared for her baby
I was runnin' the east




Turnin' into Lil Herbo G
The big Humble Beast, ayy

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of G Herbo's song "Eastside" paint a vivid picture of his upbringing and experiences growing up on the Eastside. He reminisces about his journey from humble beginnings to success, highlighting the transition from riding the front of the bus to cruising in a Maybach. The lyrics also touch upon the realities of street life, as he mentions trappin' and being strapped, and his encounters with various individuals from his neighborhood.


G Herbo pays tribute to his late friends, rapping "R.I.P. them niggas," acknowledging the loss he has experienced. He reflects on the early days, recalling specific locations and people that were part of his life, such as Lil Roc and Cap. He mentions meeting Kobe Bryant and the impact it had on him, as well as his association with his brother, who now owns one of G Herbo's cars.


The song showcases G Herbo's pride for his Eastside roots and the bond he shares with his community. It also touches on the struggles and challenges he faced, including the lure of the streets and the pressure to engage in illegal activities to make ends meet. Ultimately, "Eastside" serves as a reflection of G Herbo's journey and the strength he gained from his upbringing.


Line by Line Meaning

Used to ride the front of the bus now I'm in the back of the 'Bach
I used to have less, now I have more luxury and success


Nigga this that Maybach, remember way back, I was trappin' and strapped
This Maybach represents my current status, but I remember when I was involved in illegal activities and armed


This was back when Lil Roc stay with Titi and I start fuckin' with Cap
During that time, Lil Roc stayed with Titi while I started getting involved with Cap, perhaps referring to associates or friends


Jay Moe was in the trap, used to give me dap, before I was fuckin' with rap
When Jay Moe was involved in illegal activities, we would exchange greetings, before I started pursuing a career in rap


I met Kobe on the five, we was Mike'd down in '05
I met someone named Kobe in 2005, and we were dressed like Michael Jordan at the time


Girbauds and spray painted shirts
I used to wear Girbaud jeans and shirts painted with spray paint


Now big bro own one of mine
Now my older brother owns one of my possessions or properties


Wake up, money on my mind
When I wake up, my main focus is making money


Think bout foe'nem all the time
I constantly think about my enemies or rivals


Back when Grams lived on the four, First floor, 7405
During the time when my grandmother lived on the first floor of an apartment numbered 7405


Vito stayed on the other side, Him and Hill real runnin' wild
Vito lived on the opposite side of the neighborhood, and both Vito and Hill were causing trouble


With Chico and probably smokin' 'dro
I used to hang out with Chico and we likely smoked marijuana


Eight bucks for a pound of loud
We used to buy a pound of high-quality marijuana for only eight dollars


Used to leave for school, Lil Blac on Chico 'nem porch all the time
When I left for school, Lil Blac would always be on Chico's porch


Fuck with OGs off the five, Shorties and shit wasn't my crowd
I associated with older guys from the fifth street, as the younger ones didn't fit my group


Foe'nem fuckin' up the wheel
My enemies or rivals are causing trouble or ruining their own reputation


I ran Bouchet, ain't fuck with Powell
I took control over Bouchet, and I didn't have any involvement with Powell


That was grade school by the way, we been them niggas all this time
The events I just mentioned happened during grade school, and we have always been the dominating figures


Actin' East headed for the rap, damn near still know all the rhymes
Representing the east side in my rap career, and I still remember all the lyrics


Five to nine, Yates back to Colfax, Terrortown was on the map
From five in the morning until nine at night, I would go from Yates to Colfax, and the neighborhood known as Terrortown was prominent


Niggas know there ain't a bitch we ain't fucked, takin' hoes back
Everyone knows we have been sexually involved with numerous women, bringing them back to our place


Used to do Pelle coats with the screw back
I used to wear Pelle Pelle coats with reversible designs


Chrome buck-fifty, matched the new gat
The chrome incision on the coat's collar matched the appearance of the newly acquired handgun


Leather La McKinnons with the wheat Timbs
I used to wear La McKinnons leather jackets along with Timberland boots


Fazo had one that was blue black
Fazo owned a similar jacket that was blue-black in color


G Fazo, no need to say more
Referring to G Fazo, there is no further explanation required


Punch so hard, make you wanna shoot back
My punches are so intense that they would make someone want to retaliate with a firearm


Shawty off MB don't do that
A woman from MB should not engage in certain activities


Fuck that, I'on't even wanna talk about it
I don't even want to discuss or mention that particular subject


Miss all my niggas, white chalk about 'em
I deeply miss all my friends who have passed away, represented by the white chalk used to outline their bodies at crime scenes


Naw they ain't like us, niggas bitch made
Those individuals are not similar to us, they are weak or cowardly


Lil' nigga, big gun, that was Lil Gage
Although being small in size, Lil Gage possessed a formidable weapon


Fucked up, lil' bro was lil' sis age
It was unfortunate that my younger brother experienced certain things at a young age, similar to a little sister


Made eighteen hundred on a good day
On a successful day, I could make $1,800


"You gon end up dead or broke Or in jail like your dad and uncle," shit, that's what the hood say
The people from the neighborhood used to say that I would either die, be poor, or end up in jail, just like my father and uncle did


Might as well sell dope, rob, steal go kill anything tryna stay afloat
Considering the difficult circumstances, it seemed like the only option was to engage in illegal activities like selling drugs, robbery, theft, or even murder, in order to survive


I'm on point like an arrow
I am extremely alert and focused, comparable to an arrow's accuracy


Aim the Glock like PeeWee, tell the opp, "Hello"
I precisely target my Glock handgun, similar to PeeWee's accuracy, and greet my enemies with aggression


Got smoke like Dero, remember walkin' down Marquette, me and G Farro
I am prepared for conflict, just like Dero, and I recall a specific walk down Marquette street with G Farro


Hoodied up if we got to blow
If we had to carry out a violent act, we would be wearing hoodies for disguise


Still fuck the opps crazy, R.I.P. Alamo
I still have intense animosity towards my enemies, even though Alamo, who was a part of our crew, is no longer alive


79th Street raised me, some of my niggas since babies
The environment of 79th Street played a significant role in my development, and I have known some of my friends since childhood


No Limit crazy
We have a strong affiliation with the No Limit gang, including their mindset and actions


Remember nights off the lazy
I have vivid memories of nights spent being lazy or idle


Mom's tellin' me to slow down, steady tryna persuade me
My mother constantly advises me to reduce my speed and tries to convince me to change my ways


I was deep in the streets, she callin' and gettin' no sleep
I was heavily involved in street life, causing my mother to continuously call me and worry without getting any rest


Scared for her baby
She is fearful for my safety and well-being


I was runnin' the east
I was dominating or in control of the east side of the city


Turnin' into Lil Herbo G
I was transitioning into the persona of Lil Herbo G, representing my growth and evolution


The big Humble Beast, ayy
I am now the prominent Humble Beast, representing my current stature and dominance




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Written by: Herbert Randall Wright, London Buckner

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brian

Hope everyone thrives and prospers in this weird game of life. We got this 🀜🏽

Moriah Robinson

No matter what city you from EVERYONE from the Eastside felt thisπŸ’―

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Marcus Goldsmith

G herbo music is so soulful and inspirational

The Taliban

@Darlington Gaie tf type of question is this. Only mfs who relate understand. You probably had everything handed to you living in a nice house. When you come from the struggle this the shit you wanna hear to motivate you to do better

Slumpy

@Darlington Gaie struggle music, g herbo spits real shit, it makes you want to do something with your life

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