Shooters Inside My Crib

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah (Ayo B on the track)
 Ooh, ooh-ooh
 Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
 Yeah, yeah
 I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (yeah)
 I was trapping out the vacant 'til I got some paper (yeah)
 I was looking for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (yeah)
 I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (yeah)
 I put that on my soul, no, you can't take it (my soul)
 On the highway going two places, yeah
 Prison or vacation, yeah (yeah)
 In the trap we switch locations, yeah
 Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh (ooh)
 I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG (umm, hmm)
 Momma said don't make no sense, 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs (umm, hmm)
 It's kinda hard to be a young nigga
 When you gotta watch the way that you live, ooh (ooh)
 It's never too hard to keep it real
 Keep it one hundred, we on and off of the field (yeah)
 Made 'em train to kill if he caught a body, he signed a deal
 Don't talk about it, nobody squeal
 Upgrade the watches from stainless steel
 If you woke up in the morning and got you a million
 Just tell me just how would you feel?
 Gave my niggas some points, some extra percentage
 Now just look at the way they live
 I was patient, now my ice go glacier (yeah)
 I was trapping out the vacant 'til I got some paper (yeah)
 I was looking for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (yeah)
 I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (yeah)
 I put that on my soul, no you can't take it (my soul)
 On the highway going two places, yeah
 Prison or vacation, yeah (yeah)
 In the trap we switch locations, yeah
 Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh (ooh)
 I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG (mm, hmm)
 Momma said don't make no sense, 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs (mm, hmm)
 Momma said it don't make no sense, yeah, yeah
 

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Duration
02:27
Key
1
Tempo
132 BPM

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