The Crib

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I be on the road, you gotta catch me if you can.

Girl, I'm tired of fucking you, let's spice it up and bring a friend.

Please holla brought a gun when he be tweaking off the Xan.

These niggas don't know how to act, after my show we fuck the fans. She got a little money, she think she that. Ugly face but she got ass.

That's the shit that y'all call bad. She gon' fuck you for a bag.

He say he kill but niggas cap, delusional his ass is flat.

I'm not rooting from the rack, I'm not rooting from the rack. And that's all. I do it all for my city. Why?

Because I got my dogs in the city.

You a tourist, you don't even know who to call in the city. Feel like MJ in the 80s how I ball in the city. And that's all.

Yeah, I do it all for the crib. Why? Because I got my heart in the crib.

Yeah, I love but you know that I ain't far from the crib.

Boy I ain't no regular rapper, I'm a star from the crib. Oh yeah. Ain't nobody did what I did, and it is what it is.

This shit finna feed my kids, until my kids have kids. Born real, living real.

Niggas don't know how it feel to see the fake niggas win. I'm on some Fanti shit, unless I jump

I ain't gon' fall off.

Ain't no pulling panties to the savage, take them drawers off. They don't wanna pass the ball to me, they know I ball hog.

That bitch talking about she a snack, that bitch a boiled hot dog.

All these hoes gon' flock because they think a nigga rich. I feel like Herb, I want a jit.

Do them stains 'cause I'm the shit. Thirty shots inside the clip. Every day I take a risk.

But as you can see I was made for this. I do it all for my city. Why?

Because I got my dogs in the city. You a tourist, you don't even know who to call in the city.

Feel like MJ in the 80s how I ball in the city. And that's all.

Yeah, I do it all for the crib. Why? Because I got my heart in the crib.

Yeah, I love but you know that I ain't far from the crib. Boy I ain't no regular rapper, I'm a star from the crib.

Oh yeah