Shootout @ My Crib

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Shootout @ My Crib Lyrics

[Intro]
(DJ FMCT)
(DJ Bandz, ah, man)

[Verse 1]
I been through all kinds of bullshit
Bro died of dialysis
Tellin’ niggas not to report you, that’s witness tampering
Of everything, I’m addicted, I want this medicine
Gang load, feel like I can beat it, got severance
Four Richard Mille, plus rich India, it look like a settlement
You don’t come from 300 if you don’t sleep with us in Eggleston
Walk into my aunt’s crib, see mice, that embarrassing shit
So how you sit mad at me and my arrogant ‘nem actin’ brother?
King Kong, beating on my chest, I leaned on
How do you sit crazy? I ate her pussy, you got pissed on
I don’t answer my phone, I know it’s you, I changed your ringtone
My brother died, my sister wasn’t answering, I called my niece
Yeah, bitch, you belong on the street
Oh, you sold some books, now that nigga think he Meech
Now you singin’ all these songs with all this pain, you think you got me
I don’t follow niggas ways, I been signed on the street

[Chorus]
I just had a shootout in my crib, I hired guards (Oh)
I’m not sitting in jail living my life, I’m smart (Oh)
If I go back in time after buying pills, I’ll buy a bar (Oh)
I remember I called the little phone, told ’em “They killed Dark” (Oh)
Bro ‘nem send me clothes online, I told ’em, “Add it to my cart” (Oh)
Pulled out some niggas that wasn’t with me from the start (Oh)
I won’t pick up, you gon’ smell Percs and lean when I fart (Oh)
Keep your strap, they gon’ give you seventeen when you get caught (Oh)

[Verse 2]
I won’t lie, my brother died and I was riding alone
I’ll tell you the truth, I feel like I’m dying alone
You don’t slip, you don’t ride, you hide all alone
Man I really know who did this, niggas lie who they killed
Even if skinny fuck me, I’ll sip a line by myself
See my OG strong as hell, she don’t even cry when she here
How you pretend you don’t have woofers, but your block just got belted?
You don’t care about none of your guys, but they make time to be true
I got Boonie in my heart, he’s had his day, he don’t scream
Gotta beat your case in court, you ain’t got time not to appeal
Deep reflection on how he died, man, my drool gives me chills
Don’t pay attention to this guy who says he’s not dying because he’s

[Chorus]
I just had a shootout in my crib, I hired guards (Oh)
I’m not sitting in jail living my life, I’m smart (Oh)
If I go back in time after buying pills, I’ll buy a bar (Oh)
I remember I called the little phone, told ’em “They killed Dark” (Oh)
Bro ‘nem send me clothes online, I told ’em, “Add it to my cart” (Oh)
Pulled out some niggas that wasn’t with me from the start (Oh)
I won’t pick up, you gon’ smell Percs and lean when I fart (Oh)
Keep your strap, they gon’ give you seventeen when you get caught (Oh)

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