Doranda Crosby
I wont tell a soul
Been sufferin' all on my own
Just suck up wont make it known
I'm feelin' a hole
The darkness grew up now its grown
Avoiding the loss of control
This life takes a toll
N I pass thru like I'm on road
I gotta get grindin' on goals
I gotta get shinnin on shows
Gotta get money up
Gotta get out all my woes
Do this shit for all my bros
Even the ones that I used to call hoes
Jokingly so.
Grizzy he ain't a bear he is a crow
Murder the game like a never befo
Bitch I'm just closing the door
Yo man a lame and it shows
I do my thang so I glow
Cold as the first time it snow
January when its 30 below
Niggas scary I'm preparing to go
Don't be weary very harder than most
Use the kushies like a crutch I suppose
Swisher berry smoke exhale thru the nose
Taking a hit i just keep my mouth closed
Unless I'm just rappin or I'm picking out flows
Addicted to niggas like they are a rock
I Got Bomb head like Barack in Iraq
Id k but they say its top notch
Even when winnin they'll say that I flop
They know I'm cream of the crop
They want the cream of the crotch
Tell em please get of my jock
But you know that they never gon' stop
Been sufferin' all on my own
Just suck up wont make it known
I'm feelin' a hole
The darkness grew up now its grown
Avoiding the loss of control
This life takes a toll
N I pass thru like I'm on road
I gotta get grindin' on goals
I gotta get shinnin on shows
Gotta get money up
Gotta get out all my woes
Do this shit for all my bros
Even the ones that I used to call hoes
Jokingly so.
Grizzy he ain't a bear he is a crow
Murder the game like a never befo
Bitch I'm just closing the door
Yo man a lame and it shows
I do my thang so I glow
Cold as the first time it snow
January when its 30 below
Niggas scary I'm preparing to go
Don't be weary very harder than most
Use the kushies like a crutch I suppose
Swisher berry smoke exhale thru the nose
Taking a hit i just keep my mouth closed
Unless I'm just rappin or I'm picking out flows
Addicted to niggas like they are a rock
I Got Bomb head like Barack in Iraq
Id k but they say its top notch
Even when winnin they'll say that I flop
They know I'm cream of the crop
They want the cream of the crotch
Tell em please get of my jock
But you know that they never gon' stop
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Writer(s): Brendan Carmack
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