Crossed My Mind
And I hope it ain't too long before I Glo, yeah
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
Real made nigga, no Sopranos, got it all on my own
I be out the way, chillin' on the game in my robe
One in the chamber, Glock cocked when I answer my door
Paranoia got me tweakin', can't be lackin' no more
City full of fake love, but I'm too real to fold, yeah
Heart on ice, yeah, this world done made it so cold
Dreams of livin' lavish, but the pain don't took on its toll
Lost too many brothers, all this weight on my soul
Count my blessings every day, but them demons still creep
Pray to God he keep me safe every night before I sleep
Lookin' out for my family, they depend on me, yeah
Grindin' hard day and night, tryna make these ends meet
And I hope it ain't too long before I Glo, yeah
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
(How Could it Come to this?)
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
Yeah
How could it come to this?
How could it come to this?
How could it come to this?
Yeah, yeah
And I hope it ain't too long for Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o, yeah
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
Real made nigga, no Sopranos, got it all on my own
I be out the way, chillin' on the game in my robe
One in the chamber, Glock cocked when I answer my door
Paranoia got me tweakin', can't be lackin' no more
City full of fake love, but I'm too real to fold, yeah
Heart on ice, yeah, this world done made it so cold
Dreams of livin' lavish, but the pain don't took on its toll
Lost too many brothers, all this weight on my soul
Count my blessings every day, but them demons still creep
Pray to God he keep me safe every night before I sleep
Lookin' out for my family, they depend on me, yeah
Grindin' hard day and night, tryna make these ends meet
And I hope it ain't too long before I Glo, yeah
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
(How Could it Come to this?)
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
Yeah
How could it come to this?
How could it come to this?
How could it come to this?
Yeah, yeah
And I hope it ain't too long for Glo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o, yeah
She got me questionin' everything that I thought I knew
Gotta get paid, they content kickin' shit at home broke, yeah
And when it's my time to go, God please take over my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Kaya Dunbar, Brian Dunbar Jr
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