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(Hook)
I'm at the crib, I'm at the crib
Don't gotta trip, ain't doing sh*t
Watch'in Netflix, while I'm eat'in chips
I'm right at home boy, I ain't finna dip. x2

At the crib boy that's just where I chill. When the homies stay we gon have a thrill. This be the place where I got my free will. But I be hat'in when I receive the bills. Yea, I be sleep'in and drink'in in the evening. It be a good place where I could do my think'in. I'm in the kitchen, you know what I'm eat'in. Damn, I'm lazy but I gotta do the cleaning. I sweep it up, I speed it up, garbage pick up. Aye. It kinda hurt, there's still some dirt, it's like clock work. Aye. I need to party now, I need to get so turnt. Yea, I love my home, I don't got to merch

(Hook) x2

I'm tired of these days chill'in in a class. Sometimes I don't know how I even pass. But I just want to go home and take a nap. I'm laying here 180, yea that's facts. I love my crib, yea I know it is the best. I'm a bird at the top in my nest. It understands me when I need to rest. Hell yea, I'm passed out on my f*ck'in chest. Yea, I will not leave. Yea, I am obsessed. It's got my sh*t too, that I do possess. I'm at the crib boy I treat me like a guest. Yea, yea, yea I treat me like a guest

(Hook) x2