No Crib Lyrics

Man, I done did some things I can't tell a soul

Burned all them bad bridges, I can't never troll

I done ran through bad bitches, I can't never hoe up

Tried to tell me where he from, had to tell him so what

And I've been through so much pain, I can't feel a thing

I just bought my bitch a crib, could've been Marlene

Remember how I didn't have a crib, now it's Louis jeans

Put my trust inside some people, it ain't what it seem

Ayy, gotta move cautious, watch the way I step now

Cause the way I was raised, I was treated like a stepchild

Same people bet on me to fail, don't wanna bet now

Same people bet on me to fail, don't wanna bet now

They feelin' how I felt now, I can pull up vet now

Man, I thank God I survived through my meltdown

For them people who rep the set, but they don't shit

Y'all some letdowns

For them people who dissed my dead homies

Y'all waitin' on y'all belt now

Seeing bay boe cough up blood in that room

It made me nauseous

Spendin' like a cycle, bout to tear up they apartments

Gifted with these words, I still won't speak in the department

Front line, 83rd Street, like I'm greedy

Turn niggas into track stars, they run when they see me

Choppa dig up concrete, I ain't shot one in a minute

Can't wait to see that boy, he ain't been shot in a minute

I done did some things, I can't tell a soul

Burned all them bad bridges , I can't never troll

I done ran through bad bitches, I can't never hold up

Try to tell me where he from, had to tell him so what

And I been through so much pain, I can't feel a thing

I just bought my bitch a crib, could've been Marlene

Remember I didn't have a crib, now it's Louis jeans

Put my trust inside some people, it ain't what it seem

I don't know who to go to when I'm broke

I don't take life serious, it's a joke

I can't save no nigga ain't the Pope

I'd rather have my back all against the ropes, yeah, yeah

Most relationships be meanness

Bigger than the program and you know I really mean it

I been ballin' like LaMelo, fourth season

Sniper gang ready to shoot shit up for no reason

I done did some things, I can't tell a soul

Burned all them bad bridges, I can't never troll

I done ran through bad bitches, I can't never hold up

Try to tell me where he from, had to tell him so what

And I been through so much pain, I can't feel a thing

I just bought my bitch a crib, could've been Marlene

Remember I didn't have a crib, now it's Louis jeans

Put my trust inside some people, it ain't what it seem