Malek started making music at the age of 14, though initially only for fun. He started out by playing guitar and producing beats under the name "Crucial J", but would later change it to "Croosh" once he started to lean more towards rapping.
Spice
croosh Lyrics
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Thats what i want
This aint no gap bish
This saint laurent
Im makin moves
They sayin keep it up
All i ever wanted was a bentley truck
I paint a picture
With a thousand words
Baby dont thank me
Thank the universe
My temper short
But my paper long
Fuck you pay me
Hope you dont take that wrong
4 O’s on my whip
2 A’s on my hip
Only use paper straws
But she got plastic lips
Im from LA
As you can tell
White vans skinny jeans with the louis belt
She wana bone
Im not in the mood
House party in the hills
Yeah im in the pool
I ate a molly
I feel like god
Aint no key to life
Cuz it isnt locked
Oh she mad cuz she ran out a juul pods
Got no patience cut you off like a coupon
She a homie hopper
So i call her frog
I just wana bone
Guess that im a dog
Couple animals
Breakin out the zoo
In convertibles
I dont believe in roofs
Wrote down my goals
Bish i made a list
Yeah i sacrificed
A whole lot of shit
No i aint perfect
Yeah ill admit
But i am who i am
And im proud of it
Bish im up next
And she obsessed
I never met you
Why you upset
Man go for it
Dont be scared to lose
Dont you know two L’s make a W
If you fuck with me
Then i fuck with you
I been gettin paid to do what i love to do
Movin with bravado
Fillin up my cup with this moscato
Cheers
To the high life
I cant hear the hate from up here in this highrise
Quality women
Quality linens
You keep on hatin
Ima keep winnin
Aint no pretendin
Rap what im livin
They cannot see me
Windows is tinted
My new chick lebanese she call me habibi
Never want me to leave but i gotta be free
Cant tie me down i am not a tuxedo
Fuckin the game up excuse my libido
Chip on my shoulder aint talkin dorito
She playin my music it boost up my ego
Im fightin demons but tell me who isnt
Everyday a battle but today im winnin
Second you give up yeah thats when you finished
I dont take it personal its only business
Im just...
Im just speakin from the heart spittin atriums and ventricles
Every person has a different side we asymmetrical
So ima let it show
Believe me there ain't shit to hide
I'm done with blending in by putting on this big disguise
See im affected by surroundings
I represent every individual that's around me
Im cutting all the toxic people out of my connection now
Choosin people that motivate me instead of stress me out
I got no shame in lettin homies loose
Cuz now see it now i know the truth
It's all about the energy
Emotions that you send to me
If it don't lift me up i gotta go and simply let it be
Study the world & its fibonacci sequences
With all this knowledge its hard not to be secretive
Sacred geometry
Imprinted on my tongue
Keep my ratios golden rays of a sun
Young son of a land where we praise all the dumb shit
Dont give a fuck what kim k had for lunch its
Gettin outta hand
Understand this is brain wash
Shut ya mouth and let ya brain talk
This is higher frequency music
Im givin you a piece of me use it
They wonder how i easily do this
Keep my chakras all balanced i dont need to be buddhist
Its written on the wall you just gotta read it
The energy is in you you just gotta feed it
Inhale
Exhale
Let it flow out
And all that manifested negativity just throw out
I know karmas comin back & its gona be a bitch
Theres a reason why they say to be careful what you wish
But Im in
Way too deep
At least thats what she tells me
Beat it
Beat it
Beat it
Like im in the UFC
Ima trend setta
With a vendetta
I could never be a vegan cuz i love my fucking chedda
Got my bread up
2016
I was lookin thru some pics
That year my bank account had -26
I
Had to go line up some bands like a festival
Sometimes you gotta grab life by the testicles
Real music never died it just took a nap
Im bouta wake this motherfucker up & bring it back
11:11 i pray to the heavens above
Thankful for all in my life who keep
Spreadin the love
Spirit guide keep me strong for whatevers to come
Old soul
Should of been born in 1971
Croosh
These lyrics to the song "Spice" by Croosh touch on various themes including self-expression, ambition, relationships, personal growth, and spirituality. The song opens with the desire for "groupie love," which represents a desire for genuine connections and admiration. Croosh emphasizes his style and high-end taste, contrasting himself with mainstream brands.
Croosh acknowledges his successes and the encouragement from others to keep going. He mentions wanting a Bentley truck, highlighting his aspirations for material wealth. The line "I paint a picture with a thousand words, baby don't thank me, thank the universe" suggests that he attributes his talent and creativity to a higher power.
The lyrics also touch on Croosh's contrasting qualities and attitudes. He mentions his short temper and long paper (wealth), asserting his determination to be paid for his work. The reference to his car having 4 O's and his gun having 2 A's symbolizes his affiliation with a lifestyle involving luxury and danger. The mention of plastic lips may imply a superficiality or inauthenticity in a romantic interest.
Croosh identifies himself as being from Los Angeles and describes his fashion style. He mentions being in a pool during a house party and feeling like a god after consuming drugs. The line "Ain't no key to life 'cause it isn't locked" suggests that he believes life should be lived freely without the need for specific guidelines.
Further in the song, Croosh criticizes a girl for being materialistic and promiscuous, referring to her as a "homie hopper." He expresses his desire for casual sex and refers to himself as a dog, highlighting his nonchalant attitude towards relationships.
Croosh then reassures his listeners that he knows who he is and acknowledges that he is not perfect, but proud of his identity. He asserts his rising success and addresses those who may be jealous or upset without having met him, emphasizing the need to pursue goals fearlessly and learn from failures. The lyrics touch on his love for what he does and his appreciation for being compensated for it.
Croosh emphasizes living a high life and embracing positivity while shutting out negativity and toxic people. He discusses his understanding of energy and the importance of surrounding oneself with uplifting individuals, turning away from harmful connections. The lyrics also touch on his love for knowledge, spirituality, and sacred geometry, suggesting a deeper understanding of the world and personal growth.
The song ends with phrases like "beat it like I'm in the UFC," showcasing confidence and power. Croosh talks about his journey from financial struggle to success, emphasizing the need to take control of one's life and make things happen. He expresses determination to revive real music and expresses gratitude for the love and support he receives.
Overall, the lyrics of "Spice" showcase Croosh's self-assuredness, ambition, and spiritual awareness, while also touching on themes of personal growth, relationships, and material success.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ASCEND KEANU, JAMIR MALEK
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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[Lyrics]
Groupie love, that’s what I want
This ain’t no GAP bish, this Saint Laurent
I’m makin' moves, they sayin' keep it up
All I ever wanted was a Bentley truck
I paint a picture, with a thousand words
Baby don't thank me, thank the universe
My temper short, but my paper long
Fuck you pay me, hope you don't take that wrong
Four O’s on my whip, two A's on my hip
Only use paper straws, but she got plastic lips
I'm from LA, as you can tell
White vans, skinny jeans, with the Louis belt
She wanna bone, I'm not in the mood
House party in the hills, yeah I'm in the pool
I ate a Molly, I feel like God
Ain't no key to life, 'cause it isn’t locked
Oh she mad 'cause she ran outta Juul pods
Got no patience cut you off like a Groupon
She a homie hopper, so I call her frog
I just wanna bone, guess that I'm a dog
Couple animals, breakin' out the zoo
In convertibles, I don't believe in roofs
Wrote down my goals, bish I made a list
Yeah I sacrificed, a whole lot of shit
No I ain't perfect, yeah I'll admit
But I am who I am, and I'm proud of it
Bish I'm up next, and she obsessed
I never met you, why you upset
Man go for it, don’t be scared to loseDon't you know two L’s make a W
If you fuck with me, then I fuck with you
I been gettin' paid to do what I love to do
Movin' with bravado
Fillin' up my cup with this Moscato
Cheers, to the highlife
I can't hear the hate from up here in this highrise
Quality women, quality linens
You keep on hatin', I'ma keep winnin'
Ain't no pretendin', rap what I'm livin'
They cannot see me, windows is tinted
My new chick Lebanese she call me Habibi
Never want me to leave but I gotta be freeCan't tie me down I am not a tuxedo
Fuckin' the game up excuse my libido
Chip on my shoulder ain't talkin' Dorito
She playin' my music it boost up my ego
I'm fightin' demons but tell me who isn’t
Every day a battle but today I'm winnin'
Second you give up yeah that's when you finished
I don't take it personal it's only business
I'm just...
I'm just speakin' from the heart spittin' atriums and ventricles
Every person has a different side we asymmetrical
I'ma let it show, believe me there ain't shit to hide
I'm done with blending in by putting on this big disguise
See I'm affected by surroundings
I represent every individual that's around me
I'm cutting all the toxic people out of my connection now
Choosin' people that motivate me instead of stress me out
I got no shame in lettin' homies loose
'Cause now I see it now I know the truth
All about the energy, emotions that you send to me
If it don't lift me up I gotta go and simply let it be
Study the world and its Fibonacci sequencesWith all this knowledge it’s hard not to be secretive
Sacred geometry, imprinted on my tongue
Keep my ratios golden like the rays of a sun
Young son of a land where we praise all the dumb shit
Don’t give a fuck what Kim K had for lunch
It’s, gettin' out of hand, understand this is brainwash
Shut ya mouth and let ya brain talk
This is higher frequency music
I'm givin' you a piece of me, use it
They wonder how I easily do this
Keep my chakras all balanced I don't need to be Buddhist
It’s, written on the wall you just gotta read it
The energy is in you, you just gotta feed it
Inhale, exhale, let it flow out
And all that manifested negativity just throw out
I know karma’s comin' back and it's gonna be a bitch
There’s a reason why they say to be careful what you wish
But I'm in, way too deep, at least that's what she told me
Beat it, beat it, beat it, like I'm in the UFC
I'm a trend setter, with a vendetta
I could never be a vegan 'cause I love my fucking cheddar
Got my bread up, 2016, I was lookin' through some pics
That year my bank account had negative 26
I, had to go to line up some bands like a festival
Sometimes you gotta grab life by the testicles
And real music never died it just took a nap
I'm boutta wake this motherfucker up and bring it back
11:11 I pray to the heavens above
Thankful for all in life who keep spreadin' the love
Spirit guide keep me strong for whatever’s to come
Old soul should've been born in 1971
@jaimejhernandez1
I wish Croosh pinned this comment
@Zeebraa26
That’s Ma baby 😜
@LaSalvacion
He made it done lol
@oktechnique
it feels like christmas every time you release new music
@Oaklandz67
New listener, and I can’t stop. Keep at it and always remember your art lives and breathes.
@nolanleite
it’s crooshie wooshie season
@arkane670
Spiritual shii🔥
@ayzworld
Croosh bars elite rn.
@SeboPlaysReal
Love this song brother! I have listened to it like a 100 times by now, and it still doesn’t get old blazin to this😆 soulful song
@vicente.7738
Leat gooo...this just restored my vibe