Scorey - In The Crib lyrics
[Scorey - In The Crib lyrics]
I had no one on my team, RIP janine
And she the one that took me in when
I ain't had no where to sleep
Fuck 2018, fuck school, I hit the streets
She made sure I had a roof
Fetched some food for me to eat
156 Hudson, I ain't lied upon that beat
Man, it hurt me to the core
My second mom rest in her peace
"Take it easy", that's what everybody told me
But my niggas gone
Swear to god I miss the old me
But I cannot let these niggas break
Bеnd or fold me can't slide wit' us anybody
'cause thеse niggas police
A whole bunch of blood drippin'
When they killed my homie
Max hop out wit' that choppa
Swing it like he Tony
Montana, used to keep that 5 on my grandma's
Washy had a lot of niggas lighting up candles
Camping on they set, ISpy, then we blam 'em
My shooters ain't doing drive-by's
When they landed
We stayed all night on the strip
Crazy we ain't even know our
Life was for a year thirsty for the meals
Zack was dying for a hit
Damn, and he died, now it's lit
Shoot-out 'round the corner
Then we slide to the crib
'Member we had roaches
And some mice in the crib
'Member me and Joby shooting dice in the crib
Now
And she the one that took me in when
I ain't had no where to sleep
Fuck 2018, fuck school, I hit the streets
She made sure I had a roof
Fetched some food for me to eat
156 Hudson, I ain't lied upon that beat
Man, it hurt me to the core
My second mom rest in her peace
"Take it easy", that's what everybody told me
But my niggas gone
Swear to god I miss the old me
But I cannot let these niggas break
Bеnd or fold me can't slide wit' us anybody
'cause thеse niggas police
A whole bunch of blood drippin'
When they killed my homie
Max hop out wit' that choppa
Swing it like he Tony
Montana, used to keep that 5 on my grandma's
Washy had a lot of niggas lighting up candles
Camping on they set, ISpy, then we blam 'em
My shooters ain't doing drive-by's
When they landed
We stayed all night on the strip
Crazy we ain't even know our
Life was for a year thirsty for the meals
Zack was dying for a hit
Damn, and he died, now it's lit
Shoot-out 'round the corner
Then we slide to the crib
'Member we had roaches
And some mice in the crib
'Member me and Joby shooting dice in the crib
Now