Strizz & Grizzy Mack - Doranda Crosby Lyrics

I wont tell a soul
Been sufferin' all on my own
Just suck up wont make it known

I'm feelin' a hole
The darkness grew up now its grown
Avoiding the loss of control

This life takes a toll
N I pass thru like I'm on road
I gotta get grindin' on goals

I gotta get shinnin on shows
Gotta get money up
Gotta get out all my woes

Do this shit for all my bros
Even the ones that I used to call hoes
Jokingly so..
Grizzy he ain't a bear he is a crow
Murder the game like a never befo

Bitch I'm just closing the door
Yo man a lame and it shows
I do my thang so I glow
Cold as the first time it snow

January when its 30 below
Niggas scary I'm preparing to go
Don't be weary very harder than most
Use the kushies like a crutch I suppose
Swisher berry smoke exhale thru the nose
Taking a hit i just keep my mouth closed
Unless I'm just rappin or I'm picking out flows

Addicted to niggas like they are a rock
I Got Bomb head like Barack in Iraq
Id k but they say its top notch
Even when winnin they'll say that I flop
They know I'm cream of the crop
They want the cream of the crotch
Tell em please get of my jock

But you know that they never gon' stop