Back Sellin Crack Lyrics
| Song | Back Sellin Crack |
| Artist | ScHoolboy Q |
| Artist | Vince Staples |
| Album | The Fraternity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:03.01] | |
| [00:06.78] | I done beat the breaks off ******s |
| [00:08.80] | Shot the face off ******s |
| [00:10.48] | Pending case with the state, |
| [00:12.23] | And I'm still out trippin' |
| [00:14.13] | All the feds take pictures, |
| [00:16.16] | ******' up my image |
| [00:17.82] | Even mama bringin' drama, |
| [00:19.82] | I don't trust no (*******es) |
| [00:21.67] | See these hoes be out here switching their sides |
| [00:24.45] | When its time for the killin' i ride |
| [00:25.75] | Look right in my eyes, been ready to die, |
| [00:27.40] | Risk felony time for threatening mine |
| [00:29.37] | Better than I, nobody alive |
| [00:30.85] | Nobody live the life that i did |
| [00:32.86] | Fighting to live since I was kid |
| [00:34.64] | Playing in the yard with a 30-06 |
| [00:36.46] | House look like a gun range |
| [00:38.48] | Room look like a gun store |
| [00:40.15] | Either you're gonna know my name, |
| [00:42.18] | Or ******s dying young and poor |
| [00:43.85] | Either way don't give a ******, |
| [00:45.75] | You gon' find me northbound |
| [00:47.64] | With the *******t, I'm in the *******t |
| [00:49.45] | You know I love them gun sounds |
| [00:51.34] | 7's cry, macs applaud |
| [00:53.29] | They taking shots, I had to call |
| [00:55.25] | You catch 'em out the shot gun, |
| [00:56.95] | That's Roddy White from 50 yards |
| [00:59.00] | No body shots, I'm hitting jaws |
| [01:00.60] | Tryna run you Stephen Hawking |
| [01:02.58] | You see I mean this *******t I'm talking |
| [01:05.05] | You don't want no problem |
| [01:06.60] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [01:07.85] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [01:09.70] | Two **** boys, in the Cadillac strapped |
| [01:13.30] | Wood grain dash, wind*******eld stained glass |
| [01:16.94] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [01:18.63] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [01:20.51] | Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama |
| [01:24.39] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [01:26.58] | And nothing what they offer |
| [01:28.08] | Off 'em, and they wonder why ******s get shot |
| [01:31.52] | And they wonder why ******s shot |
| [01:36.11] | Where you at, where you from? |
| [01:37.86] | Cause it's hot where I'm at |
| [01:39.60] | Any time of the day you get robbed you get jumped |
| [01:41.56] | It’s a game we play, to get paid |
| [01:43.86] | For the wants to the needs to the young |
| [01:45.21] | Snakes slide through the grass |
| [01:46.96] | Blades slide in the back, |
| [01:47.88] | Of the used and abused |
| [01:48.94] | Tryna walk in my shoes |
| [01:50.56] | Get tripped by my fuse, too short |
| [01:52.00] | Ask God what you want, |
| [01:53.59] | He said I want your life |
| [01:55.34] | Well I ain't live mine right |
| [01:57.49] | But if I do the crime I do the time |
| [01:59.38] | I ain't scared of *******t, I was born to die |
| [02:01.84] | Extended clip, big .45 been quick to trip |
| [02:04.13] | Been lost my mind |
| [02:05.05] | When I die, please don't let mama cry |
| [02:06.82] | Cause she know it had to be him or I |
| [02:08.66] | And I got caught slippin' |
| [02:10.00] | Get a gun and go knock that ****** |
| [02:11.65] | Run up on him, no mask, |
| [02:13.20] | No feelings, no room for that |
| [02:14.24] | They shoot at us, |
| [02:15.24] | Then we shootin' back |
| [02:16.14] | Burnin' shells till I burn in hell |
| [02:17.48] | And I'm cool with that, |
| [02:18.80] | That uzi packed |
| [02:20.00] | I done learned a lot in these 19 years |
| [02:21.64] | Lot homies ain't shed one tear |
| [02:23.50] | God decide what my curfew is |
| [02:25.14] | So till that day, |
| [02:26.47] | I'mma do my *******t |
| [02:27.16] | I proved my *******t, |
| [02:28.12] | They know my name |
| [02:28.97] | Not proud of the outcome either have regrets or |
| [02:31.71] | Be out young, don't sleep |
| [02:35.08] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [02:35.98] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [02:37.79] | Two **** boys, |
| [02:39.84] | In the Cadillac strapped |
| [02:41.60] | Wood grain dash, wind*******eld stained glass |
| [02:45.28] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [02:47.02] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [02:48.87] | Killin' for the karma, |
| [02:50.74] | But livin' for my mama |
| [02:52.89] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [02:54.76] | And nothing what they offer |
| [02:56.56] | Off 'em, and they wonder why ******s get shot |
| [02:59.81] | And they wonder why ******s shot |
| [03:03.77] | I took the blue pill and its evidence was shown |
| [03:07.47] | Homies from elementary some them ******s gone |
| [03:12.08] | I got this ******* |
| [03:13.43] | But my stove ain't turning on |
| [03:14.63] | I got that knock-knock |
| [03:16.80] | Uuh, yeah you know |
| [03:17.99] | Riding in tHe whip for sure |
| [03:19.61] | No Ls in the whip for sure |
| [03:21.55] | All the homies strapped but it ain't for show |
| [03:23.26] | Tryna hit a lick, no envelope |
| [03:24.51] | ******, ******* ain't the only tHing get smoked |
| [03:27.00] | Cuz got ghost 'fore He even got ghost |
| [03:28.80] | Cuz got toast |
| [03:29.90] | And he ain't old enough to drink |
| [03:30.69] | Shouldn't been singing |
| [03:31.61] | Now his ass Murder Inc |
| [03:32.62] | Sunny LA, where we never need a mink |
| [03:34.26] | Sunny LA, where the youngers don't think |
| [03:36.21] | Sunny LA, where the Heat get sprayed |
| [03:38.56] | And every other word on tHe wall get K'ed |
| [03:40.62] | All the homies taking you to parking space |
| [03:42.19] | This my set, I ain't hearing whatcha say |
| [03:43.99] | Back then had to be in by 10 |
| [03:45.94] | But out by 12 |
| [03:46.83] | My man just said the word |
| [03:48.03] | I got the text on the cell |
| [03:48.85] | Back with the Locs raising hell |
| [03:50.40] | Found out the homie in a cell |
| [03:51.76] | I know we hated school |
| [03:52.78] | But it's better than jail |
| [03:53.64] | Gotta thank God I was saved by the bell |
| [03:55.33] | Tryna spit bars |
| [03:56.84] | I ain't trying to live behind 'em |
| [03:57.48] | So I keep my face Here |
| [03:58.54] | Right where I found them |
| [03:59.54] | ****** my rawness |
| [04:00.24] | ****** through a condom |
| [04:01.05] | Ready when I'm rapping |
| [04:02.00] | No wonder wHy they signed him |
| [04:02.90] | I'm with the House |
| [04:03.84] | So whatcha still pining |
| [04:04.71] | Dead by the street lights |
| [04:05.77] | Boy you *******ning |
| [04:06.66] | Talk about you grinding |
| [04:10.20] |
| [00:03.01] | |
| [00:06.78] | I done beat the breaks off s |
| [00:08.80] | Shot the face off s |
| [00:10.48] | Pending case with the state, |
| [00:12.23] | And I' m still out trippin' |
| [00:14.13] | All the feds take pictures, |
| [00:16.16] | ' up my image |
| [00:17.82] | Even mama bringin' drama, |
| [00:19.82] | I don' t trust no es |
| [00:21.67] | See these hoes be out here switching their sides |
| [00:24.45] | When its time for the killin' i ride |
| [00:25.75] | Look right in my eyes, been ready to die, |
| [00:27.40] | Risk felony time for threatening mine |
| [00:29.37] | Better than I, nobody alive |
| [00:30.85] | Nobody live the life that i did |
| [00:32.86] | Fighting to live since I was kid |
| [00:34.64] | Playing in the yard with a 3006 |
| [00:36.46] | House look like a gun range |
| [00:38.48] | Room look like a gun store |
| [00:40.15] | Either you' re gonna know my name, |
| [00:42.18] | Or s dying young and poor |
| [00:43.85] | Either way don' t give a , |
| [00:45.75] | You gon' find me northbound |
| [00:47.64] | With the t, I' m in the t |
| [00:49.45] | You know I love them gun sounds |
| [00:51.34] | 7' s cry, macs applaud |
| [00:53.29] | They taking shots, I had to call |
| [00:55.25] | You catch ' em out the shot gun, |
| [00:56.95] | That' s Roddy White from 50 yards |
| [00:59.00] | No body shots, I' m hitting jaws |
| [01:00.60] | Tryna run you Stephen Hawking |
| [01:02.58] | You see I mean this t I' m talking |
| [01:05.05] | You don' t want no problem |
| [01:06.60] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [01:07.85] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [01:09.70] | Two boys, in the Cadillac strapped |
| [01:13.30] | Wood grain dash, wind eld stained glass |
| [01:16.94] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [01:18.63] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [01:20.51] | Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama |
| [01:24.39] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [01:26.58] | And nothing what they offer |
| [01:28.08] | Off ' em, and they wonder why s get shot |
| [01:31.52] | And they wonder why s shot |
| [01:36.11] | Where you at, where you from? |
| [01:37.86] | Cause it' s hot where I' m at |
| [01:39.60] | Any time of the day you get robbed you get jumped |
| [01:41.56] | It' s a game we play, to get paid |
| [01:43.86] | For the wants to the needs to the young |
| [01:45.21] | Snakes slide through the grass |
| [01:46.96] | Blades slide in the back, |
| [01:47.88] | Of the used and abused |
| [01:48.94] | Tryna walk in my shoes |
| [01:50.56] | Get tripped by my fuse, too short |
| [01:52.00] | Ask God what you want, |
| [01:53.59] | He said I want your life |
| [01:55.34] | Well I ain' t live mine right |
| [01:57.49] | But if I do the crime I do the time |
| [01:59.38] | I ain' t scared of t, I was born to die |
| [02:01.84] | Extended clip, big . 45 been quick to trip |
| [02:04.13] | Been lost my mind |
| [02:05.05] | When I die, please don' t let mama cry |
| [02:06.82] | Cause she know it had to be him or I |
| [02:08.66] | And I got caught slippin' |
| [02:10.00] | Get a gun and go knock that |
| [02:11.65] | Run up on him, no mask, |
| [02:13.20] | No feelings, no room for that |
| [02:14.24] | They shoot at us, |
| [02:15.24] | Then we shootin' back |
| [02:16.14] | Burnin' shells till I burn in hell |
| [02:17.48] | And I' m cool with that, |
| [02:18.80] | That uzi packed |
| [02:20.00] | I done learned a lot in these 19 years |
| [02:21.64] | Lot homies ain' t shed one tear |
| [02:23.50] | God decide what my curfew is |
| [02:25.14] | So till that day, |
| [02:26.47] | I' mma do my t |
| [02:27.16] | I proved my t, |
| [02:28.12] | They know my name |
| [02:28.97] | Not proud of the outcome either have regrets or |
| [02:31.71] | Be out young, don' t sleep |
| [02:35.08] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [02:35.98] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [02:37.79] | Two boys, |
| [02:39.84] | In the Cadillac strapped |
| [02:41.60] | Wood grain dash, wind eld stained glass |
| [02:45.28] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [02:47.02] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [02:48.87] | Killin' for the karma, |
| [02:50.74] | But livin' for my mama |
| [02:52.89] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [02:54.76] | And nothing what they offer |
| [02:56.56] | Off ' em, and they wonder why s get shot |
| [02:59.81] | And they wonder why s shot |
| [03:03.77] | I took the blue pill and its evidence was shown |
| [03:07.47] | Homies from elementary some them s gone |
| [03:12.08] | I got this |
| [03:13.43] | But my stove ain' t turning on |
| [03:14.63] | I got that knockknock |
| [03:16.80] | Uuh, yeah you know |
| [03:17.99] | Riding in tHe whip for sure |
| [03:19.61] | No Ls in the whip for sure |
| [03:21.55] | All the homies strapped but it ain' t for show |
| [03:23.26] | Tryna hit a lick, no envelope |
| [03:24.51] | , ain' t the only tHing get smoked |
| [03:27.00] | Cuz got ghost ' fore He even got ghost |
| [03:28.80] | Cuz got toast |
| [03:29.90] | And he ain' t old enough to drink |
| [03:30.69] | Shouldn' t been singing |
| [03:31.61] | Now his ass Murder Inc |
| [03:32.62] | Sunny LA, where we never need a mink |
| [03:34.26] | Sunny LA, where the youngers don' t think |
| [03:36.21] | Sunny LA, where the Heat get sprayed |
| [03:38.56] | And every other word on tHe wall get K' ed |
| [03:40.62] | All the homies taking you to parking space |
| [03:42.19] | This my set, I ain' t hearing whatcha say |
| [03:43.99] | Back then had to be in by 10 |
| [03:45.94] | But out by 12 |
| [03:46.83] | My man just said the word |
| [03:48.03] | I got the text on the cell |
| [03:48.85] | Back with the Locs raising hell |
| [03:50.40] | Found out the homie in a cell |
| [03:51.76] | I know we hated school |
| [03:52.78] | But it' s better than jail |
| [03:53.64] | Gotta thank God I was saved by the bell |
| [03:55.33] | Tryna spit bars |
| [03:56.84] | I ain' t trying to live behind ' em |
| [03:57.48] | So I keep my face Here |
| [03:58.54] | Right where I found them |
| [03:59.54] | my rawness |
| [04:00.24] | through a condom |
| [04:01.05] | Ready when I' m rapping |
| [04:02.00] | No wonder wHy they signed him |
| [04:02.90] | I' m with the House |
| [04:03.84] | So whatcha still pining |
| [04:04.71] | Dead by the street lights |
| [04:05.77] | Boy you ning |
| [04:06.66] | Talk about you grinding |
| [04:10.20] |
| [00:03.01] | |
| [00:06.78] | I done beat the breaks off s |
| [00:08.80] | Shot the face off s |
| [00:10.48] | Pending case with the state, |
| [00:12.23] | And I' m still out trippin' |
| [00:14.13] | All the feds take pictures, |
| [00:16.16] | ' up my image |
| [00:17.82] | Even mama bringin' drama, |
| [00:19.82] | I don' t trust no es |
| [00:21.67] | See these hoes be out here switching their sides |
| [00:24.45] | When its time for the killin' i ride |
| [00:25.75] | Look right in my eyes, been ready to die, |
| [00:27.40] | Risk felony time for threatening mine |
| [00:29.37] | Better than I, nobody alive |
| [00:30.85] | Nobody live the life that i did |
| [00:32.86] | Fighting to live since I was kid |
| [00:34.64] | Playing in the yard with a 3006 |
| [00:36.46] | House look like a gun range |
| [00:38.48] | Room look like a gun store |
| [00:40.15] | Either you' re gonna know my name, |
| [00:42.18] | Or s dying young and poor |
| [00:43.85] | Either way don' t give a , |
| [00:45.75] | You gon' find me northbound |
| [00:47.64] | With the t, I' m in the t |
| [00:49.45] | You know I love them gun sounds |
| [00:51.34] | 7' s cry, macs applaud |
| [00:53.29] | They taking shots, I had to call |
| [00:55.25] | You catch ' em out the shot gun, |
| [00:56.95] | That' s Roddy White from 50 yards |
| [00:59.00] | No body shots, I' m hitting jaws |
| [01:00.60] | Tryna run you Stephen Hawking |
| [01:02.58] | You see I mean this t I' m talking |
| [01:05.05] | You don' t want no problem |
| [01:06.60] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [01:07.85] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [01:09.70] | Two boys, in the Cadillac strapped |
| [01:13.30] | Wood grain dash, wind eld stained glass |
| [01:16.94] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [01:18.63] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [01:20.51] | Killin' for the karma, but livin' for my mama |
| [01:24.39] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [01:26.58] | And nothing what they offer |
| [01:28.08] | Off ' em, and they wonder why s get shot |
| [01:31.52] | And they wonder why s shot |
| [01:36.11] | Where you at, where you from? |
| [01:37.86] | Cause it' s hot where I' m at |
| [01:39.60] | Any time of the day you get robbed you get jumped |
| [01:41.56] | It' s a game we play, to get paid |
| [01:43.86] | For the wants to the needs to the young |
| [01:45.21] | Snakes slide through the grass |
| [01:46.96] | Blades slide in the back, |
| [01:47.88] | Of the used and abused |
| [01:48.94] | Tryna walk in my shoes |
| [01:50.56] | Get tripped by my fuse, too short |
| [01:52.00] | Ask God what you want, |
| [01:53.59] | He said I want your life |
| [01:55.34] | Well I ain' t live mine right |
| [01:57.49] | But if I do the crime I do the time |
| [01:59.38] | I ain' t scared of t, I was born to die |
| [02:01.84] | Extended clip, big . 45 been quick to trip |
| [02:04.13] | Been lost my mind |
| [02:05.05] | When I die, please don' t let mama cry |
| [02:06.82] | Cause she know it had to be him or I |
| [02:08.66] | And I got caught slippin' |
| [02:10.00] | Get a gun and go knock that |
| [02:11.65] | Run up on him, no mask, |
| [02:13.20] | No feelings, no room for that |
| [02:14.24] | They shoot at us, |
| [02:15.24] | Then we shootin' back |
| [02:16.14] | Burnin' shells till I burn in hell |
| [02:17.48] | And I' m cool with that, |
| [02:18.80] | That uzi packed |
| [02:20.00] | I done learned a lot in these 19 years |
| [02:21.64] | Lot homies ain' t shed one tear |
| [02:23.50] | God decide what my curfew is |
| [02:25.14] | So till that day, |
| [02:26.47] | I' mma do my t |
| [02:27.16] | I proved my t, |
| [02:28.12] | They know my name |
| [02:28.97] | Not proud of the outcome either have regrets or |
| [02:31.71] | Be out young, don' t sleep |
| [02:35.08] | Slave to the rhythm, |
| [02:35.98] | Shoot my master in his back |
| [02:37.79] | Two boys, |
| [02:39.84] | In the Cadillac strapped |
| [02:41.60] | Wood grain dash, wind eld stained glass |
| [02:45.28] | Beatin' down the ave, |
| [02:47.02] | Like we back sellin' crack |
| [02:48.87] | Killin' for the karma, |
| [02:50.74] | But livin' for my mama |
| [02:52.89] | Trouble what the call us, |
| [02:54.76] | And nothing what they offer |
| [02:56.56] | Off ' em, and they wonder why s get shot |
| [02:59.81] | And they wonder why s shot |
| [03:03.77] | I took the blue pill and its evidence was shown |
| [03:07.47] | Homies from elementary some them s gone |
| [03:12.08] | I got this |
| [03:13.43] | But my stove ain' t turning on |
| [03:14.63] | I got that knockknock |
| [03:16.80] | Uuh, yeah you know |
| [03:17.99] | Riding in tHe whip for sure |
| [03:19.61] | No Ls in the whip for sure |
| [03:21.55] | All the homies strapped but it ain' t for show |
| [03:23.26] | Tryna hit a lick, no envelope |
| [03:24.51] | , ain' t the only tHing get smoked |
| [03:27.00] | Cuz got ghost ' fore He even got ghost |
| [03:28.80] | Cuz got toast |
| [03:29.90] | And he ain' t old enough to drink |
| [03:30.69] | Shouldn' t been singing |
| [03:31.61] | Now his ass Murder Inc |
| [03:32.62] | Sunny LA, where we never need a mink |
| [03:34.26] | Sunny LA, where the youngers don' t think |
| [03:36.21] | Sunny LA, where the Heat get sprayed |
| [03:38.56] | And every other word on tHe wall get K' ed |
| [03:40.62] | All the homies taking you to parking space |
| [03:42.19] | This my set, I ain' t hearing whatcha say |
| [03:43.99] | Back then had to be in by 10 |
| [03:45.94] | But out by 12 |
| [03:46.83] | My man just said the word |
| [03:48.03] | I got the text on the cell |
| [03:48.85] | Back with the Locs raising hell |
| [03:50.40] | Found out the homie in a cell |
| [03:51.76] | I know we hated school |
| [03:52.78] | But it' s better than jail |
| [03:53.64] | Gotta thank God I was saved by the bell |
| [03:55.33] | Tryna spit bars |
| [03:56.84] | I ain' t trying to live behind ' em |
| [03:57.48] | So I keep my face Here |
| [03:58.54] | Right where I found them |
| [03:59.54] | my rawness |
| [04:00.24] | through a condom |
| [04:01.05] | Ready when I' m rapping |
| [04:02.00] | No wonder wHy they signed him |
| [04:02.90] | I' m with the House |
| [04:03.84] | So whatcha still pining |
| [04:04.71] | Dead by the street lights |
| [04:05.77] | Boy you ning |
| [04:06.66] | Talk about you grinding |
| [04:10.20] |
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