No Crib

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