Cross Roads

Yo
RGBMS
ODB
Free the mandem
Black Gaza shit

I'm viciously killing these beats
Young boy and i came from the streets
I'm a beast so strong they a leash cause when I unleash
They don't know what they see
Bro you better play my shit or you could get six feet deep
Chinged him proper let him sleep
Call That civilian ease
They all talk shit on the gram
Bro don't tag me please
No don't at me
No don't snap
Cause you're nobody's buddy
Your just a fake ass homie
Stack their heads like trophies
Punch their face like brolly
Leave him locked like tobi
Everyone knows I'm coming in heavy
Real bad man cooked him like spaghetti
Fill him with bine, shoot at the opps
Let them go hide, sheffed him twice but I didn't use a knife
I'm so glad, glad that you ask
I'm coming in fast naija boy i ain't never take last

Demon time you better not run If i pull up I'ts with a gun
Several dead but that's for fun
Aim for his head so i shoot the bun
Ring my bell so that's ding-ding-done
Like De Gea i'm back on form
They all ask like where he's gone
I'm right here so i clicked the gun
Like Offica I'm tryna get lit she brown and peng
So I'm rocking her hips
Don't tell me shit, you know what it is
ODB we make the hits
Don't black out or you will get hit
Don't move out or you will get lit
Don't sign out or you will get clipped
Don't cry out or you will get slipped
Better choose right or left went both ways so we sheffed his head
That's unlimited stress man don't fuck with the yutes in the ends
Got my first win at 10 barely remember it then
Don't talk shit cause if we Cross Roads that's the end



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Gourlay, Kwesi Matthew Cofie-agyeman, Kwame Cofie-agyeman, Marcus Harris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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