This is a song about "The homies at the crib chill"

Im born in the bay so these fish need to chill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Call the crib, same number same hood

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

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

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore