You know you've stolen my heart
Yes, you did now
'Cause of you when you tear me apart
That just ain't, what
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
Before I spend my life in jail, I'll rather die and burn in hell
Carried by six before I'm judged by 12
Pray at night like, "Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Dodgin', dealin', makin' bills, ain't fuck with 12 at age 11
Makin' sales with digi-scales, I've been through hell but never heaven
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, real Crip niggas from the sea
I gotta make it to heaven, I've been goin' through hell
Carbon rifle by my Bible, .38 on the shelf
Lost money due, gone since slow groom
My daddy due back in jail
They charge that money with cap murder, million dollar his bail
Weight of the world up on my shoulder
Plus my granny gettin' older
She got sick and caught pneumonia
Doctors said it was Corona
I hope it don't kill her, pray one day it heal itself
She in a coma, I can't tell her cousin Andre killed himself
He told me he gon' ride, put my brother killers in the grave
But he committed suicide, took his life the other day
A hundred days, after we put my brother in gravel
I know heaven's hot, feel like my wins low
'Cause I've been dealin' with these family matters
Codeine on my fuckin' bladder, doctor say I'm gettin' fatter
Wealthy and not healthy, if you ask me, it don't fuckin' matter
Love me when I'm broke as shit, they hate me now, my pockets fatter
They love me broke and bummy, got rap money now I'm feelin' sadder
If I can't get to heaven, can I at least visit my brother?
So I can tell 'em 'bout my niece, how much I love him, kiss and hug him
'Cause life without you is a struggle, I even had to scuffle, fight
They say I sacrificed your life like I had joined Illuminati
They say I sold my soul to the devil for a crappy deal
That's how I got that Lamborghini and that big ass crib
Fuck the pope, can't trust the church, feel like they all against me
And I can't even trust my Locs, because a Crip nigga killed Nipsey
Before I spend my life in jail, I'll rather die and burn in hell
Carried by six before I'm judged by 12
Pray at night like, "Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Dodgin', dealin', makin' bills, ain't fuck with 12 at age 11
Makin' sales with digi-scales, I've been through hell but never heaven
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, real Crip niggas from the sea
Pray at night like, "Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, real Crip niggas from the sea
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
All on me, on the street
Take you with with, where I live
If I get smoked before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Go hard as long as I live
Go hard as long as I live
compositores: Delilah Moore - C. Jones - Emekwanem Ogugua Biosah - Afolabi Osinulu - Dominic Maker - Michael E. Neil - Christopher Trowbridge - Oscar Santander
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