Crip Mac

By J BOBS

On Junkie

Released on October 31, 2023

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I feel alive

I feel alive

I finally I finally

I feel alive

Missed waking up early

I'm back on that shit

Hair got long and curly

I'm rocking that shit

Might look a little girly

That means I won't shit

And I've been thinking surly

I'm up in this bitch

I'm alive (I'm alive)

Catch me wearing this flesh

Catch me stunting, looking good cause I always try my best

And I try (and I try)

To be better than the rest

To be better than myself cause I won't settle for less

I'm alive (I'm alive)

I'm still pumping this blood

I'm still bumming it multi-cell out here on this mud

And I cry (and I cry)

For those gone that are beloved

They're not looking down on me thеy're underground so I'm above

I'm alivе (I'm alive)

I'll enjoy the gift of life

Being present in the moment I don't get to live it twice

Cause I'll die (cause I'll die)

One day I'll walk toward the light

So I'll just do what I love always and that is my best advice

Crip Mac, never commit suicide

Never commit suicide, never commit suicide

Never commit suicide, never commit suicide

On hood, never take your own motherfuckin' life

I know things get rough out here, man

Never take your own life, your life is golden

Through the struggles, through the hard times

Everything gon' C alright

Never commit suicide, never commit suicide

Listen five Crip Mac, never kill yo' fuckin' self

Suicide five the weak-minded

Been through hell, no money, late night grindin'

Well baby, stretch, draw down the baby teeth

Loc' really grindin', in the 55th Street winnin', we shinin'

Never commit suicide, don't do no custer shit

Killin' yourself is weak-minded

I been on a long road from the county jail, five the prison

That could give Crip Mac life, I'll never in my life

Suicide is five the weak, that's custer shit

Don't C a Custer, stay livin', get your money

We all go through hard times, and never the end

Get on your grind, listen five the hustler

Carte blanche said you are somebody

Carte blanche said you are somebody

Cuh, listen five me, I'ma keep it 55th Street

Never commit suicide

Things get rough, don't give up, don't take your own life (don't kill yourself)

Everything gonna C alright, gonna C alright, cuh