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Crown Jew Video (MV)




Performed By: TyeWil
Length: 2:43
Written by: Tyriek Wilson




TyeWil - Crown Jew Lyrics




A young cool young tye, everybody like to wave when I walk by
Never walk wit my head down, keep that high
I found more motivation, in the birds in sky

I

Speaking of that, why can't we fly, go to school, get a good job, then we die

Shorty Got curves and kids
Yeah she fly

My nigga say those ain't his, so he lie
System wanna claim the kids, so she lie

Now he wanna spot in the crib, yeah she lie
Long as he don't claim his kids, yeah we fly

But that's just the way that it is
In the ghetto

Green paper, turnt to blue faces
We need paper for our court cases
Johnie Cochran cause the system races
They don't know us on a name bases
Often hated, but we demonstrated
Black pride, nigga black lives
Can't kill us, we got 9 lives
You got cursed, wit them soul ties
We built it all, why tell lies
But the truth gone appear when we all rise

Forget Riches, Homie Get Wealth, Don't be no sucka nigga find your grind and go help yourself When you run out of moves, make em, make one, and if it be your last, then make it threat nigga
They make it hard to win, but you the best nigga, and when your back on the bench
That's when you press nigga, just know that I'm in your spot, so don't stress nigga
Cause we all that we got, and we a threat nigga
We coming back wit a vengeance that they can't shake, they got no choice but to take flight
We grounded nigga, they make us seem so small, but they surrounded nigga
The ceiling really not tall, they just clowning niggas
You can sit at there table, got talent nigga
Rather rich or poor, yup still a nigga
No longer hanging on trees, they just hire niggas
Got you popping their liquor, wit some other niggas
And you done sold your soul, for a Grammy nigga
We kept that on the low, you still fam nigga, you got fame and ran
You outta town nigga, but don't leave us behind
For uh clan nigga, kill your image and wealth, it's all planned nigga
Why you living your dreams, they just killing

In the end of it all, ima get my crown
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A young cool young tye, everybody like to wave when I walk by
Never walk wit my head down, keep that high
I found more motivation, in the birds in sky

I

Speaking of that, why can't we fly, go to school, get a good job, then we die

Shorty Got curves and kids
Yeah she fly

My nigga say those ain't his, so he lie
System wanna claim the kids, so she lie

Now he wanna spot in the crib, yeah she lie
Long as he don't claim his kids, yeah we fly

But that's just the way that it is
In the ghetto

Green paper, turnt to blue faces
We need paper for our court cases
Johnie Cochran cause the system races
They don't know us on a name bases
Often hated, but we demonstrated
Black pride, nigga black lives
Can't kill us, we got 9 lives
You got cursed, wit them soul ties
We built it all, why tell lies
But the truth gone appear when we all rise

Forget Riches, Homie Get Wealth, Don't be no sucka nigga find your grind and go help yourself When you run out of moves, make em, make one, and if it be your last, then make it threat nigga
They make it hard to win, but you the best nigga, and when your back on the bench
That's when you press nigga, just know that I'm in your spot, so don't stress nigga
Cause we all that we got, and we a threat nigga
We coming back wit a vengeance that they can't shake, they got no choice but to take flight
We grounded nigga, they make us seem so small, but they surrounded nigga
The ceiling really not tall, they just clowning niggas
You can sit at there table, got talent nigga
Rather rich or poor, yup still a nigga
No longer hanging on trees, they just hire niggas
Got you popping their liquor, wit some other niggas
And you done sold your soul, for a Grammy nigga
We kept that on the low, you still fam nigga, you got fame and ran
You outta town nigga, but don't leave us behind
For uh clan nigga, kill your image and wealth, it's all planned nigga
Why you living your dreams, they just killing

In the end of it all, ima get my crown
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Writer: Tyriek Wilson
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