Crawford Long Lyrics

Double life turned to a triple

Still mainly root for Corona

Yet Ms. Banks is who you call when you wanna speak to the owner

Department of State shit but still hit the trench in a Rover

Court date pending when I filed

The DA was tryna vote her

Anger manage? Not a chance

Only bother who bothers me

But I'll reach out to spirit guides when I'm feeling all daughterly

That's nonphysical and still shit could get critical if you push it

I'll still throw this all away just to straighten if you get crooked

I still wonder how I'm here and keep trying, a bitch is tired

Scared that someone unearths all the dark spirits inside my fire

Just for me to get the chair like right before I would've blew

Pauz shit

Was with the demon timing well before I blue

Before I knew New York don't bang with six like the South do

Before I got to Mount Vernon swinging like Jaccie

My route duke? Really full of the twists and turns

Hoping I don't just crash and burn

Cause I know I'm illest ever since Malcolm X tried a perm

My peoples know my concerns but they don't know when I yearn

Same year I'm posing with Prodigy, 50? My lowest term

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