This is a song about "My crib is a mansion"

My lyrics is a virus

All we need is convienient love

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

Tell the bitch to leave the crib cos that is what i gotta do

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

My life is all a daze

But she took it in his place

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Why the fxck i let you in my crib, im so delirious

Microsoft kick back and show me some wrath/ this ain't no thug mansion this is a path/

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

I was at the crib wit my girls you can call me lizzy i

Pawning my chain in the shop

My rap is like a gunshot