Crossed Out

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
He wanna play with my brothers, he can get crossed out
I came right up from the gutter
Trap house
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

He wanna play with my brothers, he can get crossed out
Remember was keepin' them cutters, I used to have to back out
They all wanna take my life and I'm jus tryna get the racks now
We had to put up a fight, servin' pounds out the trap house
They steady callin' my phone
Now they won't leave me alone
They wasn't countin' on me
But now they depending on me
Lately been ballin' for all of my bros, I swear I do it for the team
I gotta keep with a gun in the Rolls cuz they not approaching me
That boy a bitch, fuck it we take 'em for all of his shit
Turn 'em right into a lick
Watch me come hop out the whip, splash!
Then we gon' split
Brand new AMG
That's how we pullin' up
Now they feelin' me
Yeah, yeah, they know it's us

Yeah they know it's us in that brand new Bentley Truck
Stabbed in my back can't show no love
Yeah they been hatin' jus because
Yeah, they know we really 'bout them funds
You never held it down
You been frontin' since day one
Elementary, I was swaggin', I was mackin', I'm the one
Lately we smokin' on pressure, I'm glad my brother went & put down the cup
Yeah, been fightin' off demons
Fuck it, roll up the runtz
Yeah, fightin' them off
Gettin' that money bitch, we had a ball
Yeah, they mad at the boy, everyday lavish, Im swappin' out cars
Yeah, they asked how I did it, the shit I was dealt, I been playin' my cards
Yeah, they streamin' my shit in high school, flyest kid in the halls
Yeah, we still underground, but we been sellin' shows, yeah
We lock in and roll up, yeah that's all we know, yeah
All this shit mean something, know I'm gettin' close
I'm gon' run it up with all my bros

I done been real from the jump
Got gangsta all in my roots
Shows that I came from the mud
And baby thats the way I move
Look at the things that I do, watch me go run up the blues
I promise I do it for you, I promise I do it for you
I got a gun and it sit in my briefs, so you better watch how you speak
I'm with my brother and he in the v, he prolly gon' steer it for me
Watch me jus hang out the window and buck, another opp gon' bleed
I already told you that we goin' up, a lot of y'all don't believe
Watch me go get up the backend, oh my God I made it happen
Saw his name, he was rattin', that shit made me weak
Thinkin' back like what happened?
Me and brodie, we was trappin', in the trenches it get tragic
Please don't change on me

Please don't change on me
Know that I'm workin' way too long, I think I'm losin' sleep
That's somethin' you never forget, when you find your mans right there, you weak
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Moment of silence for everybody that we lost, Rest in Peace
Gotta make a change, know we gotta make a way
Everyday comin' up, we still grindin', gettin' paid
Got me lookin' back on long nights, 2010 that summer fun
Now I'm 22, gotta follow through with my plans and run it up
They ain't never help me up out the mud, so when I cash out I double up
No they can't jack my style or the way that I rap cuz bitch I'm one of one
I don't hang in the streets but I know the plugs
I been tryna put Moms in a Bentley truck
Lot of hard times got me stressin' out
Have faith in God, I'm lookin' up

Everyday you know we smokin' out the pound
R.I.P Salib, he layin' in the ground
(I know he layin' in the ground)
Talk on Swatty, bro gon' get you crossed out
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(Yeah I promise bitch, you gon' get crossed out)