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on crooked phones
May not be perfect, but I still call it home
Single life has been cool, minus stability
People that say they love me send me pics of my ex

Look, straight up and down, I never did the crooked
They offered twenty, I'm worth more, I told my nigga, "Book it"
Praise God my position isn't

Remember These Moments
D'Sound

I remember that crooked smile
I remember that glow in your eyes
I remember these moments baby with you

Kind

a lesson that I must learn
Soft enough to never make me bleed

[Chorus]
And I will find you there
And I will mend your heart
And I will find you there
And I

at how well I've been taking things?
Well think again. Cause I've been faked out, I can't make out this shake down is indistinct.
I don't know what you're

long hands through the reckoning clouds
reaching down

oh and when i die
will i have to watch my life? 
make the same mistakes
act the same drunk

could just rain I might feel something
Guess I nevеr really knew myself, na, na, na
I nеver really knew myself, all right

Make a cup of coffee and water

your
Ass make the wrong move
Cuff me up in my motherfuckin' draws
Now im a victim of the crooked ass laws
Call Mike the heavyweight, my bail bonds
He

the paint
I'm crumbling like a crooked wall
Taken me a week
To find the guts to make the call
Are you there you're all that I have
Are you there you're

off

Wore down this shine as looping back
Seems to make it grow duller
Unfurl this spline with crooked slack
That bends to look closer
And I need that

out your teeth
But I still practice what I preach
Give his family time to weep

I'm at the crossroads, you make a deal
I got just what you need
But just

just dripping on the oldies
I'm a nuisance
Looking hungry so the kiddies
Never stick me up
Pray my hand and my past don't show
Bust a couple bags make em

A quiet song that I could sing to keep you calm
I'll never leave you when you're alone
So take me in the afterglow

You make me feel like my soul isn't

face, ya crooked ass smile
What's behind it doe, like you don't know, what you signed fo
I'm the store, plus the guy who plays the wino
Designer clothes,

City
Where everything's wonderful and pretty
Gotta make it like wicked
But if a heart is black and crooked
Mirror mirror on the wall
Remains silent

your smelly cheddar
Rock it interstellar, make it sticky like gorilla 
Man ah dig up the road with the big caterpillar 

Solid, we solid 
Hotter

matter be the Lucci
That money turn your main
Bitch into a groupie
Tell these hoes call me Crooked Tarantino
Huh every club we hit now offer
Sure we make

your values
And the shit that they sell you
Cos I’m in to it
Puke on the floor
And nuke in my head
But im still in to it
My spine is crooked
And I never

crack dans ma puff de chicha
J’ai la tête de Justin Bieber sur le corps d’une Tortue Ninja
Mon brain devient crooked plus que la colonne de Frida
Juste

see no changes
I see no changes i see no changes

Crooked cops wanna see me popped
I'd rather team up with the
Opps to protect the block
All these

packed up
This 223 inside my bag will make you back up
Better tell your homie, "Relax, bruh" (Huh)
It wasn't my fault
The stupid nigga made me act up
It's

again), you're on your own (on your own)
Untie my wrists, I won't sink with them

(No)

No tears fell down my face
I was loved in a crooked way

the torch
My nigga 6-foot like to hoop at the court
Died at the hands of a crooked cop
Excessive wit force
Abusive marriage to the block where
We get

around us while we're trapped inside
Wouldn't it be nice
To play the game without a crooked die?
In a world where you don't have to hide
You don't have