At the Crib Freestyle

Yeah Yeah
I said I'm back at it
Back on it, but not a crack addict
I'm Related to trampolines on how I flip the baggage
Radioactive's how I'm feeling when I bring the static
Rolling reefer into swishers is how I fix the madness

Heard they wanted keylow on a track, they see me running
I just came up from the ground, they mad i'm turning into something
Yeah i miss my dad
Everytime i think about him
It just makes me sad
Imma take a dab

Yeah i miss those days
Chill At the crib, with all my innocence
Had some homies, turn to phonies
Then show me ignorance
No more allowin' shit
I remember throwing chances off a mountain, shit
Back then was dumb as shit
Back then was numb as shit
And yall still bummin' shit
And fuck up every little person that you comin' with
Back then was dumb as shit
Back then was numb as shit
And yall still bummin' shit
And fuck up every little person that you comin' with

I said I'm back at it
Back on it, but not a crack addict
I'm Related to trampolines on how i flip the baggage
Radioactive's how I'm feeling when i bring the static
Rolling reefer into swishers is how i fix the maddness



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Writer(s): Cionte Frost
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