Lyrics In the Crib - Scorey

Uh, ooh, ooh
(EVRGRN with the heat, yeah)
Uh
Uh, uh

'Member when we stayed all night on the strip
Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get
Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit
Damn, then he died, now it's lit
Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib
'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib
'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib
Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib

'Member I had no onе on my team, R.I.P. Janeine
Shе the one that took me in when I ain't have nowhere to sleep
Fall 2018, fuck school, I hit the streets
She made sure I had a roof and some food for me to eat
156 Hudson, I ain't lie up on that beat
Man, it hurt me to the core, my second mom restin' in peace
"Take it easy", that's what everybody told me
But my niggas gone, swear to God, I miss the old me
But I cannot let these niggas break, bend or fold me
Can't slide wit' just anybody 'cause these niggas police
Whole bunch of blood spilled when they killed my homie
Max hop out wit' that chopper swinging like he Tony Montana
Used to keep that fire at my grandma's
Washy had a lot of niggas lightin' up candles
Campin' on they set, eye spy then we blam him
My shooters ain't doin' drive-bys when they lampin' (Uh, oh)

'Member when we stayed all night on the strip
Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get
Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit
Damn, then he died, now it's lit
Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib
'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib
'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib
Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib

I seen Lil' Gerald take his last breath
If I send that blitz then my niggas walkin' down, they don't half step
Every mornin' grab that thirty, I can't lack yet
Lil' shooters, 4TS in trainin', they ain't pass yet
You wear it everyday and you ain't drop that mask yet
Actin' like you tryna crash, you ain't crash yet
Just be yourself, I stay wit' my shooter
I don't really need no help, I could make 'em bleed myself
They ain't give me shit, I had to chase my dream myself
Dead broke, I had to redeem myself
First responders said they found that boy unresponsive
That's for havin' Zach in his nonsense
Runnin' races, me and Wax had a contest
He was ridin' wit' that strap in his armrest
I was posted, servin' crack in the projects
Three months later I done made it far beyond that
Like, what you mean?
Ever since the start I was tryna feed the team
Now it's jealousy and greed
Niggas never even gave a handout to me
Now they mad they ain't gettin' enough handouts from me (Uh)

'Member when we stayed all night on the strip
Crazy we ain't even know how life for us would get
Thirsty for it, me and Zach was dyin' for a hit
Damn, then he died, now it's lit
Shootout 'round the corner then we slide to the crib
'Member we had roaches and some mice in the crib
'Member me and Jobe shootin' dice in the crib
Now in Calabasas it be nice in the crib