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CRIPSTIAN Lyrics


Artist: Weight of the World

 

CRIPSTIAN Lyrics

CRIPSTIAN by Weight of the World


You know you stolen my heart
[?]
Because of you when you tore me apart
That just ain't, woah, oh
[?]
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing
It's a Crip thing

Before I spend my life in jail, I'll rather die and burn in hell
Carried by a .6 before I'm judged by 12
Pray at night, "Like Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Dodgin' jail and makin' bails, ain't f**k with 12 at age eveleven
Makin' sales with digi scales, I've been through hell but never heaven
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, well, Crip niggas from the sea

I gotta make it to heaven, I've been goin' through hell
Caught my rifle by my Bible, .38 on his shelf
Lost Money Du, Ghost and Slow Groove
My dad and Ju back in jail
They charged J Money with cap murder, million dollar his bail
Weight of the world upon my shoulder
Plus my granny gettin' older
She got sick and caught pneumonia
Doctors said it was Corona
I hope it don't kill her, pray one day it heals itself
She in a coma, I can't tell her, "Cousin André killed himself"
He told me he gon' ride, put my brother killers in the grave
But he committed suicide, took his life the other day
A hundred days, after we put my brother in gravel
I know heaven's high, feel like my wins low
'Cause I've been dealin' with these family matters
Codeine on my f**kin' bladder
Doctor say I'm gettin' fatter
Wealthy and not healthy, if you ask me, it don't f**kin' matter
Love me when I'm broke as sh*t, they hate me now, my pockets fatter
They love me broke and bummy, got rent money now I'm feelin' sadder
If I can't get in heaven, can I at least visit my brother?
So I can tell him 'bout my niece, how much love 'em, kiss and hug 'em
'Cause life without you is a struggle
I even had to scuff a fight
They say I sacrificed your life like I had joined Illuminati
They say I sold my soul to the devil for a cr*ppy deal
That's how I got the Lamborghini and that big ass crib
f**k the pope, can't trust the church, feel like they all against
And I can't even trust my Locs, because a Crip nigga killed Nipsey

Before I spend my life in jail, I'll rather die and burn in hell
Carried by a .6 before I'm judged by 12
Pray at night, "Like Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Dodgin' jail and makin' bails, ain't f**k with 12 at age eveleven
Makin' sales with digi scales, I've been through hell but never heaven
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, well, Crip niggas from the sea

Pray at night, "Like Father God, is there a heaven for a G"
Jesus Christ could walk on water, I'ma Crip walk on the sea
Dodgin' jail and makin' bails, ain't f**k with 12 at age eveleven
Makin' sales with digi scales, I've been through hell but never heaven
Gettin' cash was the motive, what a pimp nigga told me
I heard crabs from the ocean, well, Crip niggas from the sea

It's a Crip thing (Go hard as long as I live)
It's a Crip thing (Go hard as long as I live)
God all on me, God on the street
Take you with me, that's what I'ma do
If I get smoked before I wake
I pray that [?]
f**k the pope, can't trust a church, feel like they all against
And I can't even trust my Locs, because a Crip nigga killed Nipsey
Go hard as long as I live
Go hard as long as I live



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