Why? 'cause they lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
Oh, they lovin' the crew
Oh, they lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew (grah grah)
They lovin' the crew (ooh oh)
Yea
Want a car but I'm spinnin' and spinnin'
Take me to the opps side, let's get 'em
Bet if we throw a shot, he gon' fetch 'em, like
Smith 'em with the Wesson
All this pain a nigga been feeling, like
Everybody get it (on bro)
Said this pain, everybody feel it, like
Hit it then I'm dippin
Love nobody, heart gettin' colder
All drugs, I ain't never sober, like (on bro)
Click it 'till it's over
Wanna cuff and I don't even know her
Fuck it, no homie can never get next to me (Treesha)
Can't speak if you don't got a check for me
Forever gucci, you don't gotta check on me
I'ma up it and blow like a referee, like (gang gang)
Said she love me, I can't say it back (at all)
I'm too busy, I been in the trap
Youngest outside, man it's deeper than rap, like
If they catch me is you uppin' straps?
I tote Bonnie and she totin' Clyde
When she riding she letting it fly
Us versus whoever, everybody die
Long live mine, it's still free the guys (grah grah)
Pops tellin' me "Focus up" but my focus up
So I walk wit' a gun tucked (grah grah)
In my feelings I roll it up
I'ma smoke it up, 'cause I ain't tryna talk it up
But who really here for me?
Dark nights ain't nobody there for me like (Dayum damn)
So who really there for me?
I was down on my ass they ain't care for me like
Now they love me they sayin' they proud
Suck dick, but you wasn't around
This year, man I'm takin' the crown
If he run up then I'm laying 'em down
On court, gotta stay on ya pivot
Cops on our ass then brodie gotta dig it
If you run up, brodie gotta click it
And we too solid, brodie never snitching
Get gritty outside, play for keeps
Don't get clapped for thinkin' shit is sweet
He got lined for laying in them sheets
Told him she love him now he lay deceased
Like now he lay deceased
Damn (like), now he lay deceased
Want a car but I'm spinnin' and spinnin'
Take me to the opps side, let's get 'em
Bet if we throw a shot, he gon' fetch 'em like
Smith him with the Wesson
All this pain a nigga been feeling, like
Everybody get it (on bro)
Said this pain, everybody feel it, like
Hit it then I'm dippin
Love nobody, heart get colder
All drugs, I ain't never sober like (on bro)
Click it 'till it's over
Wanna cuff and I don't even know her
Fuck it, a homie can never get next to me (Treesha)
Can't speak if you don't got a check for me
Forever gucci, you don't gotta check on me (at all)
I'ma up it and blow like a referee like, damn (gang gang)
Why? Cause they lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
Oh they lovin' the crew
Oh they lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew (Grah grah)
They lovin' the crew
They lovin' the crew
Ooh
Yea