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Crew (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Shy Glizzy)

by GoldLink

Summary

"Crew" is all about the ups and downs of fame, relationships, and loyalty. GoldLink reflects on his rise to success while calling out fake friends and keeping it real with his crew.

Full Analysis

The song dives into the hustle of making it big while staying true to where you came from. GoldLink talks about his journey from being down and out to now being seen as the man. He’s got people around him who claim to be close, but he knows they’re just fans. It highlights the struggle of navigating relationships when success changes everything.

Verse 1

She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

GoldLink opens up by painting a picture of how he’s perceived now that he’s successful. He’s aware of how people see him but reminds us that just a short time ago, he was struggling. The line about someone “hiding” suggests he’s calling out those who only come around when things are good. It sets the stage for the theme of fake connections.

You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no, no, no, no)
Don't hold no rank

In this part, he’s directly addressing someone who might think they’re important in his life. He makes it clear that they don’t have a special place in his world. This reinforces the idea that not everyone deserves a spot in his crew, especially those who’ve been absent during tough times.

Chorus

She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week

The chorus ties back to the main theme of fame and its impact on relationships. It’s catchy and makes you think about how quick people can change their tune once they see success. GoldLink keeps reminding us that he’s not forgotten where he started.

Verse 2

Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga
With a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow, uh (uh-huh)
Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' (yeah, goddamn)
When I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn (right there, just)

Here, GoldLink embraces his roots and confidence. He’s proud of where he’s from and how he’s made it through challenges. The playful lines about women showcase his charisma, but they also hint at a certain bravado that comes with his success. It shows how he balances street credibility with his newfound fame.

Do it for my niggas on the coast right there (right there, yeah)
Do it for my niggas in the Ghost right now (Westside, Westside)
Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills
And they watchin' for the boy right now

In this verse, he pays homage to his friends and those who’ve supported him. It’s a reminder that while he’s living the good life, there are still real dangers and losses in his past. He’s aware of the sacrifices made along the way, which adds depth to his success story.

Chorus

She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week

This chorus repeats the core message. It’s catchy and reinforces the contrast between his past struggles and current status. It keeps the listener engaged and thinking about how fame can change perceptions.

Bridge

Hey, nice to meet (hey)
I'm Young Jefe, who you be? (Young Jefe)
Dime piece in Southeast (dime)
Got her clappin' to this beat (clap, clap)

In the bridge, GoldLink introduces himself with flair. He’s confident and knows he’s making waves. The playful vibe here shows his fun side while still keeping that street edge. It feels like he’s at a party, enjoying the moment and basking in the attention.

Outro

You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no, no, no, no)
Don't hold no rank

The outro circles back to the earlier themes. He reiterates that the person he’s addressing is still just a fan. It’s a powerful reminder that in his world, real connections are what matter most, not superficial relationships.

Closing Thoughts

"Crew" is a clever mix of confidence, reality, and a bit of fun. GoldLink captures the essence of fame and the complexity of relationships that come with it. He keeps it real while celebrating his journey, making it relatable for anyone who’s been through ups and downs. The beat is catchy, and the lyrics stick with you, highlighting how important it is to stay grounded amidst the chaos of success.

Full Lyrics

She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no, no, no, no)
Don't hold no rank
Yeah, uh
Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga
With a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow, uh (uh-huh)
Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin' (yeah, goddamn)
When I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn (right there, just)
Do it for my niggas on the coast right there (right there, yeah)
Do it for my niggas in the Ghost right now (Westside, Westside)
Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills
And they watchin' for the boy right now
Goddamn, what a time, what a year (goddamn)
Uh, we are what them young boys fear (yeah)
I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lie
You can tell that from our peers right now (I want that)
Bet you wanna fuck me now (you do)
Uh, bet you wanna love me down (you do)
Uh, girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said
But know I'm down
Uh, freaky deaky show me somethin'
Uh, shake it like you owe me somethin'
Uh, pushin' on the pussy like a button
Came four times, fifth time you gushin'
Uh, still gettin' rowdy in the function
Uh, bitches on my dick like it's nothing
Uh, everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', bumpin', jumpin', yeah
Hey, nice to meet (hey)
I'm Young Jefe, who you be? (Young Jefe)
Dime piece in Southeast (dime)
Got her clappin' to this beat (clap, clap)
She invite me to her crib, I walk in she see my heat (uh, uh)
She said, "But I live in the hills," bitch, that's just the way I sleep (uh-huh)
Stop that madness, I'm a savage
In traffic with MAC 11's (brrt)
Baddest bitch and she Spanish (ooh)
I fly her to Calabasas
We get nasty, I'm her daddy
She know a nigga ain't average
Ain't nothin' wrong with fake asses
Bitch, turn around let's make magic
I'm geekin', uh-huh, I'm on it (uh-huh)
Don't look at me like you want it (no)
Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin'
In fourth down we ain't puntin' it (woo)
King of District of Columbia (king)
Can't come here without a permit (uh)
This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas (goddamn, goddamn, goddamn)
She see money all around me (hey, hey, hey)
I look like I'm the man, yeah (Young Jefe, holmes)
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You came out of hiding, girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan, you don't hold rank (no, no, no, no, no)
Don't hold no rank
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