Laulunsanoja:
Crooked Still

some pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I was on his dick Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit And after all of that She still walked

limitation I checked the bank Bought a Porsche and gear, earned high street rank But as I grew my whole crew fell through Cops had us on the books as interstate crooks

it's complicated But they're straight up fun for me I don't need no explanation It's nothing more than what you see here My heart still feels divided

need Look, you know I make ends off crime So hold on to yours, we're spending mine Though you try, I'll never let you by But if I was broke, would you still

that white hits the pan And comes back hard, I can account for every gram And the streets molded the man I am The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer

's the only way I see myself Gettin' to the other side That's why, I've got a criminal mind Have you ever felt your life's standing still? You want so

the hill I ran and I ran, I'm looking there still And I smelled her burning flesh Her rotting bones, her decay I ran and I ran I'm still running away

my eyes So I gotta make the song cry Good dudes, I know you love me like cooked food Even though a nigga gotta move like a crook move We was together

clothes so ice lay on me so classy And every time I close my lids I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge I can still see the dreams