Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crenshaw, artist - King Lil G. Album song Eternal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 25.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Empire 47
Song language: English
Crenshaw |
| Ayy yo |
| Driving down Crenshaw |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| You ain’t no killer, your strap is on safety |
| These amateur rappers ain’t ready |
| I been aiming at many with semis |
| You can ask the fans across the globe, the flow is heavy |
| After rap, I’m catching fades and blasting if I feel offended |
| I didn’t want attention, I was in detention, I was in the trenches |
| Captured by my essence, you can feel the presence |
| Tell me what’s the reason for the hate? |
| Is it 'cause I fucked that bitch and all you did was go on dates? |
| Bad bitches wanna fuck and blow money |
| I should’ve never done it when I got that show money |
| Nipsey Hussle passed away, somehow my nose bloody |
| Please don’t sacrifice my life, these people don’t love me |
| Just send me a blessing and understand I was a G |
| Did the best I could, raised in insanity |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Did the best I could, did the best I could, yeah |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| How come everybody always tell me that they loyal? |
| How come you don’t answer when I really need that lawyer? |
| How come you ain’t there when I was feeling all alone? |
| How come you ain’t there when I was stuck in the cold? |
| Back when I was rocking them Chucks and them Pro Clubs |
| Soaked up game fast, get your chain snatched |
| God ain’t talk to me since I heard that loud blast |
| I wanna be low-key but I got on these baggy pants |
| Nothing in my pocket but a couple quarters |
| People standing in them corners |
| Got my life in order, fuck a Trump supporter |
| I send my love to them kids that got deported |
| I was thinking 'bout them kids this morning |
| I wonder if these politicians sniffing lines of coke |
| Talking shit about us, they thinking my life’s a joke |
| You gotta think about it every time the casket close |
| It’s easy when they blame it on the type of life I chose |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| Come quick, see (Come quick, see) |
| Somebody shot this young boy down (King Lil G, what up, nigga?) |
| Come quick, see (C'mon, cuz) |
| Somebody shot this young boy down (Yeah) |
| If I make it to Heaven (Right) |
| Take my five-seven (Right) |
| Keep them niggas under pressure, I’ll be ready whenever (Right) |
| Got this shit on my mind (Hey) |
| Gotta drill for the nine (Hey) |
| If I can’t get it with the rap, I’ma get it with crime |
| I done made me a name (Yup) |
| I done killed for the gang (True) |
| I believe in crazy, karma probably gon' take me the same (Fuck it) |
| When that pressure on a nigga, I be working better (I do) |
| Solid, three hundred pounds, nigga, bricks and feathers (Oh) |
| I’m just planting my seeds, rolling my weed, counting my cheese (Right) |
| Love discrimination, K’s behind B’s and C’s (Really) |
| I live a fast life (I do) |
| I done passed twice (I did) |
| Had a meeting with the Reaper, nigga, last night (Damn) |
| Labels on me, bitches on me, devils on me still (Fuck 'em) |
| Before they try to take my soul, niggas gettin' killed (On God) |
| If Heaven a mile away, nigga, so is Jesus |
| I can take you to the gates if you want to meet him (Yeah) |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| If Heaven was a mile away |
| I’ma still throw up my hood |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| Come quick, see |
| Somebody shot this young boy down |
| (But in the meantime, come quick, see, nigga) |