Crowded Lyrics

(Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassup

We still all types of stuff, jus addicted to the funds)

(Man this clout gone turn me up)

(Man this clout gone turn me up)

Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp

We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds

Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud

I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up

Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose

Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew

I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew

Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue

No I'm not the voice im just a voice, Jus a youngin wit a choice

I done chose to rap and melodize cause soon we gone rejoice

Wit the fam i roll a spliff for them white boys im servin joints

Shorty love it when im faded jus sparked up she said she moist

Shorty trippin on the boys

She better not get messy on my floor

In the whip know im gone floor it

Feel like irvin how im scorin

Shorty want me, i said hold on i jus made bread , i need more

Shorty tweakin so i text her friend im gone meet her at the store

Bitches they cant know the addy

Opps been watchin heavy so we ridin automatics

What I do I do it manual shiftin gears watch it subtract him

I got shorty in the whip but if he slide still gotta blast em

I got shorty in the whip but if he slide still gotta blast em

What I do, I do it manual shiftin gears watch it subtract him

Bros before hoes, At least thats what the story told

If my bro fuck my bitch thats not my bitch and not my bro

Phony niggas claimin they gone ride, cappin and it shows

Yea im young but i been gettin wiser like im old

Maybe im better off alone

Everytime i open up my heart keep gettin cold

Yea my heart designer its been cold but its shining made of chrome

Jus been stackin all alone

Yea i miss my bro

He not dead he jus switched up

Keep it on me in my home that backdoor gettin vicious

Feel like i dont got a home, im livin wit them demons

I love my bro i ride for him told him stop fiendin

The way a nigga spittin u would think i had the flu

Gas hittin like corona, coughin spittin in the booth

Youngin still gone teach the youth

Ik i got shit to prove

So now a nigga in his bag and we gone show y'all who the truth

Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp

We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds

Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud

I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up

Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose

Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew

I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew

Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue

No I'm not the voice im just a voice, Jus a youngin wit a choice

I done chose to rap and melodize cause soon we gone rejoice

I said soon we gone rejoice

Man this clout gone turn me up legal money thats wassup

Yea this clout gone turn me up

Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp

We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds

Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud

I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up

Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose

Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew

I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew

Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue

Beautiful Scars