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Granny Crib
125 755
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skladba Granny Crib vyšla 30. března 2018 Alamo na albu Just Cause Y'all Waited
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Datum vydání30. března 2018
ŠtítekAlamo
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM85

Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Durk
Lil Durk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Durk Banks
Durk Banks
Songwriter
Jacob Canady
Jacob Canady
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob
Producer

Texty

Turn up if you
Thing for me
Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches out my granny crib (Out my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatched me up they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I want some Actavis (Want some Actavis)
I bet that **** won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them 2 for 10s (2 for 10s)
Put me on child support you better not ask for shit
On my dead body
I remember wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come to my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dead body
You ain't never been in a shootout with yo' homie he ain't shoot back
(He ain't shoot back)
**** don't try me when I'm by myself 'cause I'm too strapped
('Cause I'm too strapped)
Always tryin' to fix some shit where its loose at
(Where its loose at)
Couldn't get none to eat where I'm at I sold loose squares
(I sold loose squares)
Tryin' tell my judge my story like who cares
(Like who cares)
Can't explain the love I got in for Dahmir
(For my son)
Don't come outside when it's war I think you scared
(I think you scared)
Wasn't in my life I tell my kids you dead
(Wasn't dead)
Know some **** that'll snake their homies for some meds (For some meds)
Know some **** that don't take care of their homies in the feds
(Oh my God)
Know some **** that took some gunshots to the head (That's on God)
No reaction and scream "Gang gang" when I'm dead
Please be greater, don't please these haters
When that Bentley pouting, like please these gators
I don't cry at wakings, I'ma grieve later
You gon' believe me now, you gon' believe me later
You ain't bleeding now, you gon' bleed later
We don't buy 5s 7s, **** we take 'em
Pereocet eater, I told Rex take 'em
And that money change ya
I told Rex thank you
Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches out my granny crib (Out my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatched me up they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quads I want some Actavis (Want some Actavis)
I bet that **** won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them 2 for 10s (2 for 10s)
Put me on child support you better not ask for shit
On my dead body
I remember wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dead body
Imma text my babes
They be drivin' me crazy
My three sons crazy
Make my daughters ladies
Turn these thous to millions
Goin broke prevent it
I be on my enemies
101 percentage
Don't fuck wit no sucker ****
My life I adjusted wit it
I snake you just to get it
Don want die I keep my distance
Wonder why I keep my pistol
Had fame since we was little
Kept guns from being bullied
Cap guns to keep em fillies
My teacher tried to push me
I need them birds like whooptees
My bitch I love her pussy
For thirty thousand book me
They steady tryna book me
Smoke a pound of cookie
A designer junkie
I done survived the jungle
Imma survive the struggle
Forever got ride wit muscle
Luvee
These **** ain't right act like they love me
Homicide, homicide if a **** touch me
Facts, oh
Shame on you mean thats a shame on me
Got fame on you mean thats fame for me
If you get 100 yea, that the same for me
I'll forgive you for what you did just explain to me
Came a long way to a mansion crib (To a mansion crib)
I had roaches out my granny crib (Out my granny crib)
Jumped into the streets on accident (On accident)
Police snatched me up they better not ask me shit
I don't want no Quad I want some Actavis ( Want some Actavis)
I bet that **** won't lack again (Won't lack again)
Remember I had them 2 for 10s (2 for 10s)
Put me on child support you better not ask for shit
On my dead body
I remember wakin' up and seeing a dead body
And I can't go back on my word that's on my dead body
Don't come into my funeral crying ova my dead body
And I ain't gon' pick you out I'm talking 'bout everybody
I remember selling weed inside some Ed Hardy's
My homie he the police he might be fed probably
That's on my dead body
Written by: CANADY JACOB ATL JACOB, Durk Banks
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