The Crib (feat. G Herbo) - Jeremih

Look man, I'll spit that soulful shit man All that real shit from the heart for all my niggas that's dead All my niggas incarcerated, my family Everybody that been through something man, cause I'm from the struggle so that's who I do it for And all my fans, look Remember me? Yeah I came from nothing Stayed humble on my grind, stuck to it, now I wake up stunting But I had to humble down on my own Fuck niggas I'ma die on my own So thats why I'm alone Remember Me, Fazo, and Manski used to hoop at the center Now big homie gone and broski eating tuna for dinner Then they really ask me why I'm a sinner Cause I'ma already gonna die by the system, So why abide by the system Ain't nobody did shit for Herbo So ain't nobody getting shit from Herbo, But a clip from Herbo I'm just tryin to live good man and take care of my family Never hated I just waited shouldn't be no nigga mad at me And I gotta stay strapped cause I know niggas after me I prefer a 1-4 over the county morgue Bail money I won't even see the county doors I went from Pissy hallways to them marble floors (A collect call from...(?)) Look man I just told y'all this the type of shit I do it for man All my niggas incarcerated All my dead niggas man I promise to die wasn't none of this shit playing I could drop down and die right now man I'm answering these county calls everyday man Putting money on all my niggas Books making sure they good man that's the type of shit I get into man Cause am I worthy I stayed up later one day Came woke up early Early I'm starting to feel boxed in Losing my conscious What if I'm trapped in? What if I'm locked in? These thoughts can't hold me The lord consoles me Tryin to make it right but wrong is all around And I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down I'm 19 years going on 39 I done seen murders, rapes, mommas crying right on that fucking 9 Then where we at, back on that fucking 9 Fiends and detectives trying to see who got that pack jumping on the 9 Momma told me stay away My Grandma told me stay away But right back out there everyday like that crack on that fucking 9 Young niggas don't listen just load up their pistols and stuff for them bitches that front how they living with diamonds on pictures Nah I ain't fucking with them insta-feds Unless they lock me up for sipping lean, fuck around and get the chair Cause I be pouring this shit everywhere Like Wayne said so I don't feel it when it hit but I ain't never scared Cause when its time to go its time to go That's why I'm going hard now to leave my granny and my mom some dough Pay to get my sister through school You know some shit like that Not the cars, clothes shit you lose and get right back (nigga) That's just the way it is man I don't want to do anymore talking man Ballin like I'm Kobe the mixtape 150 dream team man Free all my niggas man, RIP my niggas man I'm just going to let the beat lead me out man, that's all I got Cause am I worthy I stayed up later one day Came woke up early Early I'm starting to feel boxed in Losing my conscious What if I'm trapped in? What if I'm locked in? These thoughts can't hold me The lord consoles me Trying to make it right but wrong is all around And I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down I'm down, I'm down, I'm down, I'm down

No, no, no No-no-no, no-no, no No, no, no No-no-no, no Put my all in it, uh Yeah Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Uh I stayed up the longest when my nigga died I poured up some more so I can stop from cryin' Relapse after quittin' like my second time But I know I just wanna numb the pain that's inside I know I just wanna clear the rage in my mind My younger days will I still feel the same all the time? Growin', granny used to yell my name all the time Like the same is if I'm on the stage yellin' lines And I might surprise you, but I never tell you lies If you knew what I knew, just be thankful you alive Grown men game, now we racin' with the wise He ain't bein' patient, now he facin' his demise This shit what you make it Popped out every day with my head High in the field, even though I'm achin' Honestly, I never thought I'd take it to where I'm takin' it I was way too busy on some fuck shit, I wasn't chasin' it Now I'm drivin' that shit real fast, like I'm racin' it Guess I'm tryna duck my past, had enough of facin' it Nigga still won't test my gangsta tho', he know I'm acin' it I deserve myself a victory so much I'm tastin' This for all of mine G Herbo & BJ the Chicago Kid] Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) How I cry whole ride, folks funeral? That day, a nigga would've died if I did what I used to do Wanna stop myself, I try, said I will, I lied Swear I ain't did nothin' all these years but that's shit still inside Won't advise you live the street life 'less you wanna die Can't come on no hits with us, unless you wanna drive That boy young and full of pain, look him in the eyes All he know is gang bang, that's why his Sox hat to the side Whole war was a game changer, they hit Lil Rock on the 9 And of course we still gon' slide But I'll be cryin' for one of mine Ra and Roshawn only sixteen this year, now they totin' iron But been losin' loved one since a baby, how they gon' decide? Love the streets so much, I cry to ma, "Why I can't go outside?" Hidin' pistols in the house, puttin' on my side to go outside Since I lost Cap, been full of anger, homicide stay on my mind I adapted, if everybody savage, how I'm gon' survive? G Herbo] Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong, no Go 'head and cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It's okay to cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong, no Go 'head and cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It's okay to cry, my nigga

No, no, no No-no-no, no-no, no No, no, no No-no-no, no Put my all in it, uh Yeah Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Uh I stayed up the longest when my nigga died I poured up some more so I can stop from cryin' Relapse after quittin' like my second time But I know I just wanna numb the pain that's inside I know I just wanna clear the rage in my mind My younger days will I still feel the same all the time? Growin', granny used to yell my name all the time Like the same is if I'm on the stage yellin' lines And I might surprise you, but I never tell you lies If you knew what I knew, just be thankful you alive Grown men game, now we racin' with the wise He ain't bein' patient, now he facin' his demise This shit what you make it Popped out every day with my head High in the field, even though I'm achin' Honestly, I never thought I'd take it to where I'm takin' it I was way too busy on some fuck shit, I wasn't chasin' it Now I'm drivin' that shit real fast, like I'm racin' it Guess I'm tryna duck my past, had enough of facin' it Nigga still won't test my gangsta tho', he know I'm acin' it I deserve myself a victory so much I'm tastin' This for all of mine G Herbo & BJ the Chicago Kid] Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) How I cry whole ride, folks funeral? That day, a nigga would've died if I did what I used to do Wanna stop myself, I try, said I will, I lied Swear I ain't did nothin' all these years but that's shit still inside Won't advise you live the street life 'less you wanna die Can't come on no hits with us, unless you wanna drive That boy young and full of pain, look him in the eyes All he know is gang bang, that's why his Sox hat to the side Whole war was a game changer, they hit Lil Rock on the 9 And of course we still gon' slide But I'll be cryin' for one of mine Ra and Roshawn only sixteen this year, now they totin' iron But been losin' loved one since a baby, how they gon' decide? Love the streets so much, I cry to ma, "Why I can't go outside?" Hidin' pistols in the house, puttin' on my side to go outside Since I lost Cap, been full of anger, homicide stay on my mind I adapted, if everybody savage, how I'm gon' survive? G Herbo] Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) Have you ever seen a gangsta cry? (Have you ever seen a gangsta cry?) I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (I see nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry (It ain't nothin' wrong with seeing gangstas cry) (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong, no Go 'head and cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It's okay to cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong (No, no, no) It ain't nothing wrong, no Go 'head and cry, my nigga (No, no, no) It's okay to cry, my nigga

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) ayy I'm a street n- that got rich, I made curves off a brick See a - and hit the curve, what's the word? My name Swerve Weed and - I used to serve, not like rappers 'cause they nerds My b- snappin', need a purse, give her racks, she on my nerves Get it back, I hit the stu', daily trapped in with the crew (ayy) Keep my savage in the coupe, two ratchets with the screw I'm in Saks, just spendin' sacks, got patent on my shoes Ain't nothin' happenin' in the 'Raq, the Caddy bulletproof (ayy) Drac' go hackin' 'em like Shaq (grra), we whacked him 'cause he lacked (whacked) Bad b- all on my lap, speak Latin and she act Beat and crashed it off the yak, took traction off the trap Bein' broke, that sh- was whack, I ain't never goin' back Blues stacked on blues (racks), money went in my vein (Pluto) Tiger face in the presidential, could've bought him a pay (Pluto) Bust it down, got rockstars, drug traffic helped to fit us (yeah) Cookin' dope with a mask on (mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (cold) Swerve on 'em, just wept (swerve), give a b- who ain't a lesbo (lesbo) Put a bag on your block though (block), call the stash to them other hoes (woah) Murder cash off a mobile phone (murder), drive past and knock the door down (skrrt) Body bag, it takes a cold world (syrup), west n-, Cosa Nostra 50 thousand in a Burberry stone (burb'), gave it all to the savage (savage) Tippy toein' on the mobile phone (tip), like a ballerina wearin' Chanels (chanels) I'm snatchin' models out in traffic (traffic), snipin' b- like I'm sexy (sexy) A freak b- and she sexy (sexy), I just re'd up, G-Wagon (wagon) Do the mil' ticket on the tragedy (woo), put gold veneers on my cavity (I got it) I've been ballin' on 'em like an athlete (ball), gotta squeeze the clip for my integrity (ah) AK's right next to me, the whole gang off ecstasy Your h- exchange with me sexually, lotta gold chains, blue checks with me I'm a renegade, ain't no checkin' me, and everybody in the 'Raq know (know that) I been f- all the 'Raq hoes (Phew), left the club in a black Rolls A n- tweet, get blammed up, we done closed all the back doors G-Wag' and a Lamb' truck, Swerve already got those Blues stacked on blues (racks), money went in my vein (Pluto) Tiger face in the presidential, could've bought him a pay (Pluto) Bust it down, got rockstars, drug traffic helped to fit us (yeah) Cookin' dope with a mask on (mask), cold-hearted, lotta tats (cold) Swerve on 'em, just wept (swerve), give a b- who ain't a lesbo (lesbo) Put a bag on your block though (block), call the stash to them other hoes (woah) Murder cash off a mobile phone (murder), drive past and knock the door down (skrrt) Body bag, it takes a cold world (syrup), west n-, Cosa Nostra