Cross Me E

Coming back. F you crazy. You know I'm saying? Yeah. Real street nigga though. I-I left my Percies at home, Charlie. Ski mask baby, from the womb, I skipped the Cartoons. Serving in broad day, they thought that I'd get caught soon. Robbing in hallways, it's dark, we under the moon. You gotta kill and get away to be called A goon. The babysitter found my pistol and she Told on me. The ass whooping that I got From that done growed on me. Cover my gray hairs with black, you getting old, Homie. The only thing gold on me is a Bankroll, homie. Candlelight visuals when shit get Physical. I'm hollering out, "Watch out" now, Like I was mystical. Riding through enemy neighborhood for the principle. It's just me and this chopper, you not invincible. Look both ways before you cross me. All of this flexing might go a different direction And there'll be nobody to stop me when you Cross me. We catch him and stretch him, We call a body a blessing. Now let the goons sing. Y'all know how I'm coming back. Somebody die tonight. Never have played with you niggas. And you bitches either. Picking these pieces up to my puzzle, putting it Back together. Beat the devil with the muzzle, Then picked up the shell. Put all these bands inside this duffle and stepped Up a level. All I can say, young nigga, Watch what these old niggas tell you. He told you do it, when you done it, That's when he rebel you. I never looked for nothing from it, from the Shit I mailed you. I never was the one To front it about the shit I sell you. Forgot to look both ways and let them people Trail you. I still remember those days when you Felt like a failure. Niggas got out on pretrial, But there's no one to bail you. And you been winning the whole time that they Tried to ail you. The same niggas you put On, they tried to nail you. Look both ways before you cross me. All of this flexing might go a different direction And there'll be nobody to stop me when you Cross me. We catch him and stretch him, We call a body a blessing. Now let the goons sing. Big different. Somebody gon' die tonight. These rap niggas talk about it, I live that Shit. It's Barbie, bitch.