Ronnie Stacks - Crowded

(Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassup
We still all types of stuff, jus addicted to the funds)
(Man this clout gone turn me up)
(Man this clout gone turn me up)
Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp
We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds
Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud
I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up
Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose
Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew
I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew
Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue
No I'm not the voice im just a voice, Jus a youngin wit a choice
I done chose to rap and melodize cause soon we gone rejoice
Wit the fam i roll a spliff for them white boys im servin joints
Shorty love it when im faded jus sparked up she said she moist
Shorty trippin on the boys
She better not get messy on my floor
In the whip know im gone floor it
Feel like irvin how im scorin
Shorty want me, i said hold on i jus made bread , i need more
Shorty tweakin so i text her friend im gone meet her at the store
Bitches they cant know the addy
Opps been watchin heavy so we ridin automatics
What I do I do it manual shiftin gears watch it subtract him
I got shorty in the whip but if he slide still gotta blast em
I got shorty in the whip but if he slide still gotta blast em
What I do, I do it manual shiftin gears watch it subtract him
Bros before hoes, At least thats what the story told
If my bro fuck my bitch thats not my bitch and not my bro
Phony niggas claimin they gone ride, cappin and it shows
Yea im young but i been gettin wiser like im old
Maybe im better off alone
Everytime i open up my heart keep gettin cold
Yea my heart designer its been cold but its shining made of chrome
Jus been stackin all alone
Yea i miss my bro
He not dead he jus switched up
Keep it on me in my home that backdoor gettin vicious
Feel like i dont got a home, im livin wit them demons
I love my bro i ride for him told him stop fiendin
The way a nigga spittin u would think i had the flu
Gas hittin like corona, coughin spittin in the booth
Youngin still gone teach the youth
Ik i got shit to prove
So now a nigga in his bag and we gone show y'all who the truth
Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp
We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds
Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud
I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up
Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose
Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew
I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew
Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue
No I'm not the voice im just a voice, Jus a youngin wit a choice
I done chose to rap and melodize cause soon we gone rejoice
I said soon we gone rejoice
Man this clout gone turn me up legal money thats wassup
Yea this clout gone turn me up
Man this clout gone turn me up, legal money thats wassupp
We still move all types of stuff, im just addicted to the funds
Bought her sum she think its love, I still charge her for the bud
I ain't ever gave a fuck and you know I ain't switching up
Shorty lovin the whole group, she a smeeze I let her loose
Like sum za from outta state i sell her quick then i renew
I been married to the blues, not a crip jus wit my crew
Couple bros they get into it, get em calm call me the glue
Beautiful Scars

Written by:
Ronel Ortega

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