a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

cross like cris - yung mal lyrics

[intro]
gudda tay on every beat, n-gg-

[chorus]
couldn’t get left, had to get it right
ain’t none of this sh-t came overnight
a young n-gg- had to sacrifice
had to pay my dues, never asked the price
young n-gg- get rich, that’s that sh-t i like
i be clutchin’ my stick at the red light
just popped a perc’, tryna keep my head right
yeah, top floor pent’, yeah
we was late on rent, yeah
n-gg- play with yung mal, he skinned, yeah
i was broke as a b-tch, pocket full of lint, huh
they thought they had all the sense
i thought i could trust a b-tch
but she crossed me just like cris

[verse 1]
brand new benz came with the amg kit
please don’t play with the clique
i make ’em spin your block with a mini .223 stick
got so many benjamin franklins
wrist so cold, need a f-ckin’ blanket
lil’ b-tch, who you bank with?
i was sleepin’ on cold floors
now i stay at a condo
real street n-gg-, keep my gun close
real candler n-gg-, but go coast to coast
hood on my back like scoliosis
n-gg-s be hoes when them doors be closing
n-gg-s know i keep this sh-t too solid
g-y sh-t, i never promoted
i ran this sh-t up with my woes

[verse 2]
i been sh-ttin’ on n-gg-s so long, say f-ck it and p-ss
neck full of diamonds, they kick
that mini stick, yes, it gon’ hit but it don’t got a kick
sold out shows every day, boy, that backend big as a b-tch
got an lv bookbag for the backend but it still can’t fit
and i’m still stuck with the same n-gg-s that was with me when i ain’t have sh-t (on god)
play with 1’5, get skinned like a fish
my rims deep dish
said some deep sh-t, couldn’t repeat it, still in east wick
i’m a player, soon as i whip it out, huh, she gon’ kiss
mwah, mwah, mwah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- yung mal lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular