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Scorey - In The Crib (Official Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scorey
Scorey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bakari Ward
Bakari Ward
Songwriter
Amman Nurani
Amman Nurani
Songwriter
Luke Clay
Luke Clay
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Evrgrn
Evrgrn
Producer
Lucas Helmer
Lucas Helmer
Recording Engineer
Anthony Vega
Anthony Vega
Mixing Engineer
Luke Clay
Luke Clay
Producer

Lyrics

Uh, ooh, ooh (EVRGRN with the heat, yeah) Uh Uh, uh 'Member when we stayed all night on the strip Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit Damn, then he died, now it's lit Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib 'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib 'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib 'Member I had no onе on my team, R.I.P. Janeine Shе the one that took me in when I ain't have nowhere to sleep Fall 2018, fuck school, I hit the streets She made sure I had a roof and some food for me to eat 156 Hudson, I ain't lie up on that beat Man, it hurt me to the core, my second mom restin' in 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, bend or fold me Can't slide wit' just anybody 'cause these niggas police Whole bunch of blood spilled when they killed my homie Max hop out wit' that chopper swinging like he Tony Montana Used to keep that fire at my grandma's Washy had a lot of niggas lightin' up candles Campin' on they set, eye spy then we blam him My shooters ain't doin' drive-bys when they lampin' (Uh, oh) 'Member when we stayed all night on the strip Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit Damn, then he died, now it's lit Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib 'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib 'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib I seen Lil' Gerald take his last breath If I send that blitz then my niggas walkin' down, they don't half step Every mornin' grab that thirty, I can't lack yet Lil' shooters, 4TS in trainin', they ain't pass yet You wear it everyday and you ain't drop that mask yet Actin' like you tryna crash, you ain't crash yet Just be yourself, I stay wit' my shooter I don't really need no help, I could make 'em bleed myself They ain't give me shit, I had to chase my dream myself Dead broke, I had to redeem myself First responders said they found that boy unresponsive That's for havin' Zach in his nonsense Runnin' races, me and Wax had a contest He was ridin' wit' that strap in his armrest I was posted, servin' crack in the projects Three months later I done made it far beyond that Like, what you mean? Ever since the start I was tryna feed the team Now it's jealousy and greed Niggas never even gave a handout to me Now they mad they ain't gettin' enough handouts from me (Uh) 'Member when we stayed all night on the strip Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit Damn, then he died, now it's lit Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib 'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib 'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib
Writer(s): Amman Nurani, Luke Clay, Bakari Ward Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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