​what you do ​fuckcru (Ft. ​​​wokeups)

[Chorus: cru]
Margiela shoes, and Prada too
She broke my heart, gave up on you
I'm torn apart, yeah, that's what you do
Yeah, I gave away my soul just to be with you
'Cause I'm your light, I shine down on you
Nothing else could matter when I'm not with you
All my dreams are shattered and it's 'cause of you
But it doesn't even matter, I wanna be with you

[Verse: wokeups]
Damn, this shit get wicked
I'm finna knock off the fitted, yeah
I spent my time
Niggas gon' do you so grimy
Niggas gone knock off yo' grind
I gotta stay focused on this shit
I gotta manage my time
I ain't gon be eighty doin' this
Look at my neck and it gliss
I know she suck good dick 'cause shе got a lisp
I was a kid with no dinner
Lookin' on top of the fridge and I see cookiе crisps
We push up with SMG's, death imminent
Heavenbound, yeah, she heaven sent
I get low, Jay Critch
And I'm just thinkin' 'bout you like, "No"
Oh
Don't you go
Man, I'm saying like, don't you know?