C.R.A.C.K. Lyrics

Up at 6.30, writing while everybody sleep Smokers blowing up my phone, I'm just listening

To beats I'm just focused on my craft, I'm so tapped

Into me People dying, kids killing, babies lying in

The streets Sunshine on my soul, mama prayed for a G

It was written, so I listen to them people fo me

Hundred thousand every week, that's the goal that I see

Wanna give back to em, wanna make sure they eat

On a mission and that mission is something different from them

I'm a star, if I shine, y'all shine I'm him Not them saying stop, saying I'll never make

It Saw the chance, had to take it, if it's fixed

I'ma break it, turn her loose Let her shake it, let her pop it, let her go

Focus on your mission, shake back, bro Back to it, never left too cold

Never sweat, never letting up, ever not even for a check

I remember we was cool, you remember that too We was cutting through the alleys just

To make it to the pool Ghetto kids living life, no guns, no stripes

Cartoons on the box, pop tarts, play fights All we wanted was some money, lot of money

This much, big house, nice car, big freaks Big bucks, AKs for a war, man, we done growed

Up Buying work, selling dope, got drunk, throwed

Up Sets, got throwed up, I was cool on gang

I hustle, I flip, I do not bang My dead homeboys said they'll never change

They passed got lost in the motherfucking game Lost all my people, I was killing the vibe

Came to my senses, I was dying inside When I changed, that's when I realized

Everything I was ever told was a lie!