Quavo: Shooters Inside My Crib
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Quavo: Shooters Inside My Crib
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Ooh)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (Yeah)
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Ooh)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (Yeah)
I put that on my soul, no you can't take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "Don't make no sense", 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's kinda hard to be a young nigga when you gotta watch the way that you live, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
It's never too hard to keep it real
Keep it one hundred, we on and off of the field (Yeah)
Made 'em train to kill if he caught a body, he signed a deal
Don't talk about it, nobody squeal
Upgrade the watches from stainless steel
If you woke up in the morning and got you a million, just tell me just how would you feel?
Gave my niggas some points, some extra percentage, just look at the way they live
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Yeah)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (No)
I put that on my soul, no you can't take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "Don't make no sense", 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "It don't make no sense", yeah, yeah
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Ooh)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (Yeah)
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Ooh)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (Yeah)
I put that on my soul, no you can't take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "Don't make no sense", 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
It's kinda hard to be a young nigga when you gotta watch the way that you live, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
It's never too hard to keep it real
Keep it one hundred, we on and off of the field (Yeah)
Made 'em train to kill if he caught a body, he signed a deal
Don't talk about it, nobody squeal
Upgrade the watches from stainless steel
If you woke up in the morning and got you a million, just tell me just how would you feel?
Gave my niggas some points, some extra percentage, just look at the way they live
I was patient, now my ice cold, glacier (Yeah)
I was trappin' out the vacant 'til I got some paper (Yeah)
I was lookin' for the smoke and then I got some straightenin' (Yeah)
I was out there chasin' dreams 'cause they thought I couldn't make it (No)
I put that on my soul, no you can't take it (My soul)
On the highway going two places, yeah
Prison or vacation, yeah (Yeah)
In the trap we switch locations, yeah
Gotta stay down, be patient, ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh)
I dreamed that I'ma be big, while I'm putting bullets inside my SIG, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "Don't make no sense", 'cause I got shooters in all my cribs, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Momma said, "It don't make no sense", yeah, yeah
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